Capo II
Four Strong Winds
Ian Tyson
G | Am | D | G | |
C | Em | D | D | |
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 all are gone, and I'm bound for movin' on, |
I'll look for you if I'm ever back this way. |
Think I'll go down to Alberta, weather's good there in the fall, |
Got some friends that I could go to workin' for. |
Still I wish you'd change your mind, if I asked you one more time, |
But we've been through that a hundred 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 all are gone, and I'm bound for movin' on, |
I'll look for you if I'm ever back this way. |
If I get there 'fore the snow flies, and if things are goin' good, |
You could meet me if I sent you down the fare. |
But by then it would be winter, not much for you to do, |
And those winds sure blow cold, 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 all are gone, and I'm bound for movin' on, |
I'll look for you if I'm ever back this way. |