Ian Tyson
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Four strong winds that blow lonely, seven seas that run high, all these things that don`t change, come what may,
But our good times are all gone and I`m bound for moving on. I`ll look for you if I`m ever back this way.
Guess I`ll go out to the mountains where there`s good there in the fall. Got some friends that I can to working for.
Still, I wish you`d change your mind if I`d ask you one more time, but we`ve been through that a hundred times before.
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If I get there `fore the snow flies and if things are going good, you could meet me if I sent you down the fare.
But by then it would be winter, nothing much for you to do and the wind sure blows cold way out there.
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