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Four strong winds that blow lonely, seven seas that run high,
All these things that wont change, come what may.
Well our good times are all gone, and Im bound for moving on.
Ill look for you if Im ever back this way.

Think Ill go out to Alberta, weathers good there in the fall.
Got some friends that I can go to workin for.
Yet I wish youd change your mind, if I asked you one more time
But weve been through this a hundred times or more.

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If I get there before the snow flies, and if things are looking 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 way up there.

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