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(D)Four strong (G)winds that blow (Am)lonely,
Seven (D7)seas that run (G)high,
All those (G)things that don't (Am)change, come what (D)may (D7).
But our (G)good times are all (Am)gone,
And I'm (D7) bound for movin' (G)on
(D)I'll (G)look for (Am)you if I'm (C)ever back this (D)way(G)(D)
Think I'll go
off to Alberta,
Weather's good there in the fall
Got some friends that I can go to workin' for.
But 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.
If I get there before the snow flies,
And if things are lookin' good,
You can meet me if I send you down the fare.
But by then it would be winter,
Not too much for you to do,
And the wind sure blows cold way out there.
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