Luyện nghe bài hát Boots of Spanish Leather

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

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

Oh, that I though you might want something fine
Made of or of golden
from the mountains of Madrid
Or the coast of Barcelona

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

That I be gone a long old time
And it's only that I'm
Is there I can send you to remember me by
To make your time more easy

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

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

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