Four strong winds that blow lonely

Seven seas that run high

All those things that dont change come what may

But our good times are all gone

And Im bound for moving on

I look for you if Im ever back this way



Think Ill go out to Alberta

Weathers good there in the fall

Got some friends I can go to working for

Still I wish you change your mind

If I asked you one more time

But weve been thru that a hundred times or more



If I get there before the snow flies

And if things are going good

You could meet me if I send you down the fare

But by then it would be winter

Aint too much for you to do

And those winds sure can blow cold way out there