Bob Dylan
Boots of Spanish Leather
[Intro]
One, two, three, four
[Verse 1]
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?
[Verse 2]
And there's nothing you can send me, my own true love
There's nothing I'm a-wishing to be owning
Just carry yourself back to me unspoiled
From across that lonesome ocean
[Verse 3]
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]
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]
Well, I might be gone a long old 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]
How can, how can you ask me again?
It only brings me sorrow
The same thing I would want today
I would want again tomorrow
[Verse 7]
I got a letter on a lonesome day
It was from her ship sailin'
Sayin', "I don't know when I'll be coming back again
It depends on how I'm feeling"
[Verse 8]
If you, my love, must think that way
I'm sure that your mind is roaming
And I'm sure that your heart is not with me
With the country to where you're going
[Verse 9]
So, take heed, take heed of the western winds
Take heed of the stormy weather
And, yes, there's something you can send back to me
Spanish boots of Spanish leather