Luyện nghe bài hát Boots of Spanish Leather

Oh, I'm sailin' away, my own true
I'm away in the morning
Is something I can send you from across the sea
the place where I'll be landing?
No, there's nothin' you can send me, my own true
Is nothin' I'm wishin' to be
Just a-carry back to me unspoiled
From across that ocean
Ah, but I just thought you might want fine
Made of or of golden
Either the mountains of Madrid
Or from the of Barcelona
But if I had the of the darkest night
Or the from the deepest ocean
I'd forsake all for your sweet kiss
For all I'm wishin' to be ownin'
I might be gone a long 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 same thing I would today
I will want again
Oh, I got a on a lonesome day
It was from her a-sailin'
Saying "I don't know when I'll be back again
It on how I'm feelin'"
If you, my love, think that way
And i'm sure 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 weather
And yes, there's something you can send to me...
boots of Spanish leather