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• Artiste: Dan McCafferty
• Titre: Boots Of Spanish Leather
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I'm sailing away my own true loveI'm sailing away in the morningIs their something I can send you from across the seaFrom the place where I'll be landingNo there's nothing you can send me my own true loveThere's nothing that I'm wishing to be owningJust carry yourself back to me unspoiledFrom across that lonesome oceanAh but I just thought you might like something fineMade of silver or of goldenEither from the mountains of MadridOr the coast of BarcelonaAnd if I had the stars of the darkest nightOr a diamond from the deepest oceanI'd forsake them all for your sweet kissFor that's all I'm wishing to be owningWell I might be gone such a long, long timeAnd it's only that I'm askingIs their something I can send you to remember me byTo make your time more, easy passingOh how can, oh how can you ask of me againIt only brings me sorrowThe same thing that I would want from you todayI would once, again tomorrowOh but I got a letter on a long, lonesome dayAnd it was from her ship a sailingSaying I don't know when I will be back againIt depends on how I'm feelingWell you my love if you must ask of it that wayWell I'm sure your mind is roamin'And I'm sure your thoughts are not with meBut with the country where you're goingSo take heed, take heed of the western windsTake heed of the stormy weatherAnd yes there's something you can send back to meSpanish boots of spanish leather