Boots of Spanish Leather

[Verse 1] Oh, I’m sailing away my own true love I’m sailing away in the morning Is there something I can send you from across the sea From the place that I’ll be landing? [Verse 2] No, there’s nothing you can send me, my own true love There’s nothing I wish to be owning Just carry yourself back to me unspoiled From across that lonesome ocean [Verse 3] Oh, but I just thought you might want something fine Made of silver or of golden Either from the mountains of Madrid Or from the coast of Barcelona [Verse 4] Oh, but if I had the stars from the darkest night And the diamonds from the deepest ocean I’d forsake them all for your sweet kiss For that’s all I’m wishing to be owning [Verse 5] That I might be gone a long time And it’s only that I’m asking Is there something I can send you to remember me by To make your time more easy passing [Verse 6] Oh, how can, how can you ask me again It only brings me sorrow The same thing I want from you today I would want again tomorrow [Verse 7] I got a letter on a lonesome day It was from her ship a-sailing Saying I don’t know when I’ll be coming back again It depends on how I’m a-feeling [Verse 8] Well, if you, my love, must think that-a-way I’m sure your mind is roaming I’m sure your heart is not with me But with the country to where you’re going [Verse 9] So take heed, take heed of the western wind Take heed of the stormy weather And yes, there’s something you can send back to me Spanish boots of Spanish leather