I seem to tumble in the wind I wait for it to begin And 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 '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 I seem to tumble in the wind I wait for it to begin And when I look at you, I ain't too proud to say I once loved a girl this way