| Think I'll go out to Alberta. Weather's good there... in the fall. Got some friends... that I could go to workin' for. Still I wished you'd change your mind. If I asked you one more time. But... We've been through this... a hundred times or more. Four strong winds... that blow lonely. Seven seas... that run high. All these things... that don't change... come what may. If the good times are all gone. Then I'm bound for movin' on. I'll look for you... if I'm ever back this way. If I get there... before the snow flys. & If things are looking good. You could meet me... if I sent you down the fare. But... By then... it would be winter. Not enough... for you to do. & Those winds sure blow cold... way out there. Four strong winds... that blow lonely. Seven seas... that run high. All these things... that don't change... come what may. If the good times... are all gone. Then I'm bound for moving on. I'll look for you... if I'm ever... back this way. Still I wish you'd change your mind. If I asked you... one more time. But... We've been through this... a hundred times or more. Four strong winds... that blow lonely. Seven sea's... that run high. All these things... that don't change... come what may. Yeah... the good times are all gone. & I'm bound for moving on. I'll look for you... if I ever back this way. I'll look for you... if I'm ever back this way. |
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| ~ *Blue Rodeo* ~ "Four Strong Winds" |
| ( A Tribute To Lan Tyson ) |
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