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Four Dstrong winds that Emblow A7loneDly, Seven seas that run high,
AllG these E7things that won'A7t change come what may.
WelDl our gGood times are A7all gone, anDd I'm bound for movin' on,
I'll look fGor you ifE7 I'm eveA7r back this way.
ThinDk I'll go oEmut to AlberA7ta, weDather's good there in the fall,
Got some Gfriends tE7hat I A7could go a workin' for.
Yet I Dwish you'Gd change yoA7ur mind, if DI asked you one more time,
But we've Gbeen E7through this a huA7ndred times or more.
Four strong winds that blow lonely, Seven seas that run high,
All these things that won't change come what may.
Well our good times are all gone, and I'm bound for movin' on,
I'll look for you if I'm ever back this way.
If I Dget there 'fore the Emsnow flies,
And if tA7hings are looDkin' good,
You could Gmeet me iE7f I sent youA7 down the fare.
But by tDhenG it would beA7 winter, not Dmuch for you to do,
And the wGinds can suE7re blow coldA7, a way out there.
Four strong winds that blow lonely, Seven seas that run high,
All these things that won't change come what may.
Well our good times are all gone, and I'm bound for movin' on,
I'll look for you if I'm ever back this way.
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