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Oh, I'm away, my own true love
I'm away in the morning
Is there I can send you from across the sea
From the place that I'll be

No, there's nothin' you can send me, my own love
There's I wish to be ownin'
Just yourself back to me unspoiled
From across that lonesome

Oh, but I thought you might want something fine
of silver or of golden
Either the mountains of Madrid
Or from the coast of

But if I had the stars from the darkest
And the diamonds from the deepest
I'd forsake them all for sweet kiss
For that's all I'm wishin' to be

But I might be gone a old time
And it's only that I'm
Is there I can send you to remember me by?
To your time more easy-passin'

Oh, how can, how can you ask me
It brings me sorrow
The same thing I today
I would want tomorrow

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

If you, my love, think that-a-way
I'm sure mind is roamin'
I'm sure your is not with me
But with the country to where you're

So take heed, take heed of the western
Take heed of the weather
And yes, something you can send back to me
Spanish boots of leather