Think I’ll go out to Alberta

Weather’s good there in the fall

I got some friends that I could go working for

Still I wish you’d change your mind if I asked you one more time

But we’ve been through this a hundred times or more



Four strong winds that blow lonely

Seven seas that run high

All those things that don’t change

Come what may

If the good times are all gone

The I’m bound for moving on

I’ll look for you if I‘m ever back this way



If I get there before the snow flies and if things are looking good

You could meet me if I send you down the fare

But by then it would be winter

Not too much for you to do

And those winds sure can get cold way out there



The good times are all gone

So I’m bound for moving on

I’ll look for you if I’m ever back this way



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