Four strong winds

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 look for you if I'm ever back this way

Think Ill go out to Alberta

Weathers good there in the fall

Got some friends I can go to working for

Still I wish you change your mind

If I asked you one more time

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

If I get there before the snow flies

And if things are goin' good

You could meet me if I sent you down the fare

But by then it would be winter,

nothin' 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...