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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
I may go out
to Alberta
Weather's
good there
in the Fall
Got some
Friends that
I can could
go to
working for
Still I wish
you'd change
your Mind
If I asked
you one more
Time
But we've
been thru
that
A hundred
times or
more
(
Instrumental
)
If I get
there before
the Snow
flies
And Things
are going
good
You could
join me if
I'd send you
down the
Fare
But if you
wait until
it's Winter
It would do
no good
For the
Winds sure
can
Blow cold
way out
there
Four strong
Winds that
blow lonely
Seven Seas
that run
high
All those
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
( By
Ian Tyson
)
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