Luyện nghe bài hát Boots of Spanish Leather

Oh, I'm sailin' away, my own true
I'm sailin' in the morning
Is there something I can you from across the sea
From the place where be landing?
No, there's nothin' you can send me, my own true
Is I'm wishin' to be ownin'
Just yourself back to me unspoiled
From across lonesome ocean
Ah, but I just thought you might something fine
Made of or of golden
from the mountains of Madrid
Or from the of Barcelona
But if I had the of the darkest night
Or the diamonds from the ocean
I'd forsake them all for sweet kiss
For all I'm wishin' to be ownin'
That I might be gone a long old
And only this 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
The same I would want today
I will again tomorrow
Oh, I got a on a lonesome day
It was from her ship
Saying "I don't know when I'll be comin' back
It on how I'm feelin'"
If you, my love, must that way
And i'm your mind is a-roamin'
And i'm your heart is not with me
But with the country to where goin'
So take heed, take heed of the winds
Take heed of the stormy
And yes, there's you can send back to me...
boots of Spanish leather