Nhạc sĩ: Ian Tyson | Lời: Ian Tyson
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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 could go to working for Still I wish you'd change your mind, if I ask you one more time But we've been through that a hundred times or more If I get there before the snow flies, and things are going good You could join me if I'd send you down the fair But if you wait until it's winter, it would do no good For the wind sure can blow cold way out there 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