Refrain:   Four strong winds that blow long   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      Then I'll go out to Alberta   Weather's good there in the fall   got some friends that I could go   a workin' for      yet I wish you'd change your mind   If I ask you one more time   but we've been through this   a hundred times or more      Refrain      If I get there before the snow flies   and if things are lookin' good   you could meet me if I sent you down the fare      But by then it would be winter   Not much for you to do   And the winds can sure blow cold    A way out there      Refrain