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 don'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 'Til 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 Oh, I seem to stumble 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