Think I'll go out to Alberta,
Weather's good there in the
fall.
Got some friends that I can
go to working 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.
If I get there before the snow
flies,
And if things are going good,
You could meet me if I send
you down the fare.
But if you wait until it's
winter,
It will be no good
'Cause that wind sure can
blow way out there.
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