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Four strong winds that blow lonely

Seven seas that run high

All those things that don't change come what may

But our good times are all gone

And I'm bound for moving on

I'll look for you if I'm ever back this way

And If I get home before the snow flies, And if things are looking good

You could meet me if I sent you down the fare

Still I wish you'd change your mind

If I ask you one more time

But we've been through that a hundred times before

Whistle solo