Four strong winds that blow lonely seven seas that run high
All these things that won't change come what may
But our good times are all gone and I'm bound for movin' on
I'll look for you if I'm ever back this way
I might go out to Alberta, weather's good there in the fall
I've got some friends that I could go to workin' for
Still I wish you'd 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 things are goin' good
You could join me if I'd sent you down the fare
But if you wait until it's winter, it would be no good
For the winds sure can blow colder way out there
Four strong winds that blow lonely seven seas that run high
All these things that won't change come what may
But my good times are all gone and I'm bound for moving on
I'll look for you if I'm ever back this way