Luyện nghe bài hát Boots of Spanish Leather

Oh, I'm away, my own true love
I'm sailin' in the morning
Is there something I can send you across the sea
From the place where be landing?
No, there's you can send me, my own true love
Is nothin' I'm to be ownin'
Just a-carry yourself to me unspoiled
From that lonesome ocean
Ah, but I thought you might want something fine
of silver or of golden
Either from the mountains of
Or the coast of Barcelona
But if I had the stars of the darkest
Or the diamonds from the ocean
I'd forsake them all for your 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 something I can send you to remember me by?
To make your time easy passin'?
Oh, how can, how can you ask me
It brings me sorrow
The thing I would want today
I will again tomorrow
Oh, I got a letter on a day
It was her ship a-sailin'
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 sure your mind is
And i'm sure your is not with me
But with the country to you're goin'
So take heed, take heed of the winds
Take heed of the weather
And yes, there's something you can back to me...
Spanish of Spanish leather