I seem to tumble in the wind
I wait for it to begin
When I look at you
I ain't too proud to say
I once loved a girl this way
I bring trouble on my lonesome self
I see danger in each offered help
Times are hard
The money just won't come through
I would be alone if not for you
They brought me in on a flatcar
Down from old Hong Kong
Tried to tell me what I was doing
Was absolutely wrong
Tried to make me over
Into a man of steel
But I knew I would have to kneel
From the plains of Alberta
With its wheat so wild and strong
I rolled over the Northlands
Till I came to Saskatchewan
From a hardback in my satchel
I read the words quite clear
Hurry home to your loved ones now
Wintertime is near
I seem to tumble in the wind
I wait for it to begin
When I look at you
I ain't too proud to say
I once loved a girl this way
I wait for it to begin
When I look at you
I ain't too proud to say
I once loved a girl this way
I bring trouble on my lonesome self
I see danger in each offered help
Times are hard
The money just won't come through
I would be alone if not for you
They brought me in on a flatcar
Down from old Hong Kong
Tried to tell me what I was doing
Was absolutely wrong
Tried to make me over
Into a man of steel
But I knew I would have to kneel
From the plains of Alberta
With its wheat so wild and strong
I rolled over the Northlands
Till I came to Saskatchewan
From a hardback in my satchel
I read the words quite clear
Hurry home to your loved ones now
Wintertime is near
I seem to tumble in the wind
I wait for it to begin
When I look at you
I ain't too proud to say
I once loved a girl this way
Lyrics submitted by Joelhughes2006, edited by Bob Stein
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I seem to tumble in the wind
I wait for it to begin
When I look at you
I ain't too proud to say
I once loved a girl this way
I bring trouble on my lonesome self
I see danger in each offered help
Times are hard
The money just won't come through
I would be alone if not for you
They brought me in on a flatcar
Down from old Hong Kong
Tried to tell me what I was doing
Was absolutely wrong
Tried to make me over
Into a man of steel
But I knew I would have to kneel
From the plains of Alberta
With its wheat so wild and strong
I rolled over the Northlands
Till I came to Saskatchewan
From a hardback in my satchel
I read the words quite clear
Hurry home to your loved ones now
Wintertime is near
I seem to tumble in the wind
I wait for it to begin
When I look at you
I ain't too proud to say
I once loved a girl this way