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Four strong winds that blow slowly

Seven seas that run high

All these 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

Guess I'll go out to alberta

Weather's good there in the fall

Got some friends that I can go to working for

Still I wish you'd change your mind

If I asked you one more time

But we've been thru that a hundred times or more

If I get there before the snow flies

And if things are going good

You could meet me if I send you down the fare

But by then it would be winter

Into much will you to do

And the wind sure blows cold way out there

Four strong winds that blow slowly

Seven seas that run high

All these 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

I'll look for you if I'm ever back this way