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 [bad word] through
i would be alone if not for you

they brought my 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