Think I'll go out to Alberta,
  Weather's good there in the fall.
  I 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 through that a hundred times or more.

    Four strong winds that blow lonely,
    Seven seas that run high,
    All those things that don't change, Come what may.
    If the good times are all gone,
    And I'm bound for moving on.
    I'll look for you if I'm ever back this way.

  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
  Not much for you to do
  And the wind sure can blows 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.
    If the good times are all gone,
    And I'm bound for moving on.
    I'll look for you if I'm ever back this way.