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 across the sea?
From the place where be landing?

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

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

If I had the stars of the night
And the from the deepest ocean
I'd forsake all for your sweet kiss
That's all I wish to be

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

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 letter on a day
It was from his a-sailing
Saying, I don't know when I'll be coming again
It depends on how I'm

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

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