Luyện nghe bài hát Boots Of Spanish Leather

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

There's you can send me, my own true love
nothing I'm wishing to be owning
Just carry yourself back to me
From across lonesome ocean

Oh, but I thought you might want something fine
Maybe silver or of
from the mountains of Madrid
Or the coast of Barcelona

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

Oh, I might be a long ol' time
And only that I'm asking
Is there something I can send you to me by?
To make your time more easy

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

Oh, I got a letter on a day
It was his ship a-sailing
Saying, I don't know I'll be coming back again
It on how I'm feeling

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

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