Four strong winds that blow lonely Seven seas that run high All those things that dont change come what may But our good times are all gone And Im bound for moving on I look for you if Im 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 weve 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 Aint too much for you to do And those winds sure can blow cold way out there