Four strong winds that blow lonely
Seven seas that run high
All those things that don't change come what may
But our good times are all gone
And I'm bound for moving on
I'll look for you if I'm ever
back this way
I think I'll go out to Alberta Weather's good there in the fall
Got some friends that I can go to working for
Still I wish
you'd change your mind
If I asked you one more time
But we've been through that a hundred times or more
If I get there before the snow falls And if things are going good
You could meet me if I sent you down the fair
But by then it would be
winter
There ain't much for you to do
Four strong winds that blow lonely
Seven seas that run high
All those
things that don't change come what may
But our good times are all gone
And I'm bound for moving on
I'll look for you if I'm ever back this way