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 down to Alberta

Where there's good times in the Fall

Got some friends that I can stay with

Working for

But I wish you'd change your mind

If I asked you one more time

But we've been through

That a hundred times more

If I get there before the snow flies

And if things are looking good

I could meet you

If I sent you down the fare

But by then it would be winter

There 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