Luyện nghe bài hát Boots Of Spanish Leather

Oh, I'm away, my own true love
I'm sailing away in the
Is there something I can send you from the sea?
the place where I'll be landing?

There's nothing you can send me, my own true
There's nothing I'm to be owning
Just yourself back to me unspoiled
From across that ocean

Oh, but I just thought you might want fine
Maybe or of golden
Either the mountains of Madrid
Or from the coast of

If I had the stars of the darkest
And the from the deepest ocean
I'd forsake them all for your sweet
That's all I to be owning

Oh, I be gone a long ol' time
And it's only that I'm
Is something I can send you to remember me by?
To make your time easy passing?

How can, how can you ask me
Well it brings me sorrow
Oh, the same thing I want today
I would again tomorrow

Oh, I got a on a lonesome day
It was from his ship
Saying, I don't know when I'll be coming back
It on how I'm feeling

If you, my love, think that away
I'm sure your mind is
I'm sure your thoughts are not me
But with the country where you're

So take heed, heed of the western wind
Take of stormy weather
And yes, is something you can send back to me
Spanish boots of leather