Four strong winds that blow lonely
Seven seas that run high
All these things that don't change, come what may
For 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 out to Alberta
Where their's good times in the fall
Got some friends that I can go, working for
But 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
Four strong winds that blow lonely
Seven seas that run high
All these things that don't change, come what may
For 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
And if I get there before the snow flies
If things are going good
Could you meet me if I sent you down the fare?
But by then it would be winter
Not too much for you to do
And those winds sure blow lonesome way out there
Four strong winds that blow lonesome
Seven seas that run high
All these things that don't change, come what may
For 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
Four strong winds
Four strong winds
Four strong winds