Luyện nghe bài hát Boots of Spanish Leather

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

No, there's nothing you can me my own true love
There's nothing I'm to be ownin'
Just yourself back to me unspoiled
From that lonesome ocean

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

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

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 time more easy

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

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

So take heed, take heed of the Western
Take heed of weather
And yes, there's you can send back to me
Spanish of Spanish leather