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?
the place where I'll be landing?

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

Oh, but I just thought you might something fine
Maybe silver or of
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
all I wish to be owning

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

How can, how can you ask me
Well it brings me sorrow
Oh, the same thing I would want
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 think away
I'm sure your is a-roaming
I'm sure your thoughts are not me
But with the country where you're

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