Boots of Spanish Leather

Lyrics

Oh, I'm sailin' away, my own true love I'm sailin' away in the morning Is there something I can send you from across the sea From the place that I'll be landing? No, there's nothin' you can send me, my own true love There's nothin' I wish to be ownin' Just carry yourself back to me unspoiled From across that lonesome ocean 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 Oh, but if I had the stars from the darkest night And all the diamonds from the deepest ocean Then I'd forsake them all for your sweet kiss 'Cause that's all I'm wishin' to be ownin' And I might be gone a long long time And it's only that I'm askin' Is there something I can send you to remember me by To make your time more easy passin'? Oh, how can, how can you ask me again? You know it only brings me sorrow And the same thing that I would want today I will want again tomorrow I got a letter on a lonesome day It was from her ship a-sailin' She said, "I don't know when I'll be comin' back again It depends on how I'm a-feelin'" Well if you, my love, you must think that way Yeah, I'm sure your mind is roamin' And I'm sure that your thoughts, they are not with me But with the country to where you're goin' So take heed, take heed of that western wind And take heed of all that stormy weather And yeah, there's something you can send back to me Spanish boots of Spanish leather