Luyện nghe bài hát Boots Of Spanish Leather

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

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

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

If I had the of the darkest night
And the from the deepest ocean
I'd forsake them all for your kiss
all I wish to be owning

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

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

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

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

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