Luyện nghe bài hát Boots of Spanish Leather

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