Four strong winds

That blow lonely

Seven seas

That run high

All these things

That won't change

Come what may

But my good times are all gone

And I'm bound for moving on

I'll look for you if I'm never

Back this way

Ooh

I may go out to Alberta

Weather's good there in the fall

Got some friends that I can go

To workin' 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

Oooh

I look for you if I never back this way

Oooh

All the winds sure can blow

Cold way out there

Oooh

All strong winds

That blow lonely

That blow

Seven seas

That run high

All these things

That won't change

Come what may

Change come what may

But my good times are all gone

And I'm bound for moving on