Luyện nghe bài hát Boots Of Spanish Leather

Oh, I'm away my own true love
I'm sailin' in the morning
Is there something I can send you from 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 across that ocean

Oh, but I just thought you want something fine
Made of or of golden
Or either from the of Madrid
Or from the coast of

If I had the stars the darkest night
And the from the deepest ocean
I'd forsake them all for your kiss
For that's all I'm to be ownin'

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

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

Well, I got a on a lonesome 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, must think way
I'm sure your is roamin'
I'm sure your are not with me
But with the country to where you're

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