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