Luyện nghe bài hát Boots Of Spanish Leather

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

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

Oh, but I just thought you might want fine
Maybe silver or of
Either from the mountains of
Or from the of Barcelona

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

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

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

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

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

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