G Am D7 G

	G	Am	D7	G
Four strong	winds that blow	lonely, seven	seas that run	high

	G	Am	D	D7
All those	things that don't	change come what	may

	G	Am	D	G
For the	good times are all	gone, and I'm	bound for moving	on

	Am	Em	D	D7
I'll look	for you if I'm	ever back this	way

	G	Am	D	G
I	think I'll go out to Al	berta, weather's	good there in the	fall

	G	Am	D	D7
I've	got some friends that I	can go working	for

	G	Am	D7	G
Still I	wish you'd change your	mind, if I	ask you one more	time

	Am	Em	D	D7
But we've	been through that a	hundred times be	fore

	G	Am	D	G
If I	get there before the	snow flies, and if	things are looking	good

	G	Am	D	D7
You could	meet me if I	sent you down the	fare

	G	Am	D7	G
But by	then it would be	winter, not too	much for you to	do

	Am	Em	D	D7
And those	winds sure can	blow cold way out	there