Luyện nghe bài hát Boots of Spanish Leather

I'm away my own true love
I'm sailin' away in the
Is there I can send you from across the sea
From the place I'll be landin'?

No, nothing you can send me my own true love
There's nothing I'm wishin' to be
Just carry yourself back to me
From across that ocean

Oh, that I just though you might want something
Made of or of golden
Either from the of Madrid
Or from the coast of

Oh God, if I had the stars the darkest night
And the diamonds the deepest ocean
I'd forsake them all for sweet kiss
For all I'm wishin' to be ownin'

I might be gone a long old time
And it's that I'm askin'
Is there something I can send you to me by
To your time more easy passin'?

Oh how can, how can you ask me
It only me sorrow
For the same thing I would want from you
I want again tomorrow

I got a letter on a lonesome day
It was her ship a sailin'
Sayin', "I don't when I'll be comin' back again
on how I'm feelin'"

So take heed, heed of the Western wind
Take heed of stormy
And yes, there's something you can back to me
boots of Spanish leather