Boots Of Spanish Leather

	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 the diamonds from the deepest ocean
	I’d forsake them all for your sweet kiss
	For that’s all I’m wishin’ to be ownin’

	That I might be gone a 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
	It only brings me sorrow
	The same thing I want from you today
	I would want again tomorrow

	I got a letter on a lonesome day
	It was from her ship a-sailin’
	Saying I don’t know when I’ll be comin’ back again
	It depends on how I’m a-feelin’

	Well, if you, my love, must think that-a-way
	I’m sure your mind is roamin’
	I’m sure your heart is not with me
	But with the country to where you’re goin’

	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

	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 the diamonds from the deepest ocean
	I' d forsake them all for your sweet kiss
	For that' s all I' m wishin' to be ownin'

	That I might be gone a 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
	It only brings me sorrow
	The same thing I want from you today
	I would want again tomorrow

	I got a letter on a lonesome day
	It was from her ship asailin'
	Saying I don' t know when I' ll be comin' back again
	It depends on how I' m afeelin'

	Well, if you, my love, must think thataway
	I' m sure your mind is roamin'
	I' m sure your heart is not with me
	But with the country to where you' re goin'

	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