Four strong winds that blow lonely
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Seven seas that run high
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All these things that don't change come what may
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But my good times are all gone
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And I'm bound for moving on
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I'll look for you if I'm ever back this way
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I may go out to Alberta
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Weather's good there in the fall
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Got some friends that I could go to working for
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Still I wish you'd change your mind
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If I ask it one more time
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But we've been through that a thousand times or more
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If I get there before the snow flies
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And things are going good
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You could join me if I send you down the fare
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But if you wait until it's winter it would do no good
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For the winds sure can blow cold way out there
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I'll look for you if I'm ever back this way
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Four Strong Winds
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| Waylon Jennings |
