Luyện nghe bài hát Boots of Spanish Leather

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

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

Oh, but I just thought you might something fine
Made of silver or of
Either from the mountains of
Or the coast of Barcelona

But if I had the stars the darkest night
And the diamonds from the deepest
I'd them all for your sweet kiss
For all I'm wishin' to be ownin'

But I might be gone a old time
And only that I'm askin'
Is there something I can you to remember me by?
To make time more easy-passin'

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

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

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

So take heed, take heed of the winds
Take of the stormy weather
And yes, there's something you can send to me
Spanish boots of leather