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.
Think I`ll go out to Alberta, weather`s good there in the fall.
Got some friends that I can stay with, working for.
But I wish you`d change your mind, If I ask you one more time.
But we`ve been through that 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.
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.
If I get there before the snow flies, and if things are going
good,
You could meet me if I sent you down the fare.
But by then, it would be winter, ain`t too much for you to do.
And those winds sure can blow cold way out there.
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.