This is more or less the Limeliters' version:

Chorus:

Western wind, when wilt thou blow
The small rains down can rain
Oh if my love were in my arms
And I in my bed again

East wind blowing from a foreign shore,
Out of an alien sky
This was the road she chose to take
When she kissed her love goodbye
And the west wind was blowing by

Chorus

Once again on the highest hill
She stood to see his face
But then the western wind blew cold
And made her steps retrace
It said this is your place

Chorus

Foreign lands beckon so strange and fair
They take our youth away
But when the western wind blows cold
Vermilion skies turn gray
And she thinks of her younger days

Chorus