Luyện nghe bài hát Boots of Spanish Leather

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

No, there's nothing you can send me my own true
There's I'm wishin' to be ownin'
Just carry yourself to me unspoiled
From across that lonesome

Oh, that I just though you might want fine
Made of silver or of
Either from the of Madrid
Or the coast of Barcelona

Oh God, if I had the from the darkest night
And the diamonds from the deepest
I'd forsake all for your sweet kiss
For that's all I'm to be ownin'

That I might be gone a old time
And it's only I'm askin'
Is there something I can you to remember me by
To make your more easy passin'?

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

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

So take heed, take of the Western wind
Take of stormy weather
And yes, something you can send back to me
Spanish boots of Spanish