Luyện nghe bài hát Boots Of Spanish Leather

Oh, I'm sailin' away my own true
I'm away in the morning
Is there something I can send you across the sea
the place that I'll be landing?

No, there's nothin' you can me, my own true love
There's nothin' I to be ownin'
Just carry yourself back to me
From that lonesome ocean

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

If I had the stars from the night
And the diamonds from the ocean
I'd forsake them all for sweet kiss
For all I'm wishin' to be ownin'

That I might be gone a long
And it's that I'm askin'
Well, is there something I can you to remember me by
To make your time more passin'

How can, how can you ask me
When it brings me sorrow
The same thing I want today
I will want tomorrow

Well, I got a letter on a day
It was from her a-sailin'
Saying I don't know I'll be comin' back again
It depends on how I'm

Well, if you, my love, think that way
I'm sure your mind is
I'm sure your are not with me
But with the country to where goin'

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