Four strong winds that blow lonely seven seas that run high
All those things that don't change come what may
But the 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
I got some friends that I could go working for
Still I wish you'd change your mind if I asked you one more time
But we've been through this a hundred times or more
If I get there before the snow flies and if things are looking good
You could meet me if I send you down the fare
But by then it would be winter not too much for you to do
And those winds sure can grow 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 The good times are all gone and I'm bound for moving on
I'll look for you if I'm ever back this way