Four strong winds that blow lonely, seven seas that run high;
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All those things that don't change, come what may.
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But our good times are all gone, 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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Think I'll go out to Alberta, weather's good there in the fall.
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Got some friends that I can stay with, working for.
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But I wish you'd change your mind, If I ask you one more time.
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But we've been through that a hundred times or more.
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Four strong winds that blow lonely, seven seas that run high;
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All those things that don't change, come what may.
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But our good times are all gone, 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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If I get there before the snow flies, and if things are going good,
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You could meet me if I sent you down the fare.
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But by then, it would be winter, ain't too much for you to do.
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And those winds sure can blow cold way out there.
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Four strong winds that blow lonely, seven seas that run high;
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All those things that don't change, come what may.
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But our good times are all gone, 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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Four Strong Winds
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| Marianne Faithfull |
