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Four stCrong winds that bAmlow lonD7ely, SeCven seas that run high, All thCese thingsA7 that won’tD7 change come what may. Well Cour good Ctimes are all D7gone, and I'm Cbound for movin' on, I'll look fCor you A7if I'm ever D7back this way.
ThinkC I'll go ouAmt to Alberta,D7 weather'Cs good there in the fall, Got some Cfriends thaA7t I couD7ld go a workin' for. Yet I Cwish you'd cChange your D7mind, if I askCed you one more time, But we've Cbeen througA7h this a hundred D7times or more.
Four strong winds that blow lonely, Seven seas that run high, All these things that won’t change come what may. Well 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.
If I Cget there 'fore the Amsnow flies, And if tD7hings areC lookin’ good, You could Cmeet me ifA7 I sent you dD7own the fare. But by tChen iCt would be wD7inter, not mucCh for you to do, And the wiCnds can sA7ure blow cold, aD7 way out there.
Four strong winds that blow lonely, Seven seas that run high, All these things that won’t change come what may. Well 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.