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Boots of Spanish Leather

Track byBob Dylan

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  • 1964.01.10
  • 4:37
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Oh, I'm sailin' away, my own true love I'm sailin' away in the morning Is there something I can send you from across the sea From the place that I'll be landing? No, there's nothin' you can send me, my own true love There's nothin' I'm wishin' to be ownin' Just a-carry yourself back to me unspoiled From across that lonesome ocean Ah, but I just thought you might want something fine Made of silver or of golden Either from the mountains of Madrid Or from the coast of Barcelona If I had the stars of the darkest night And the diamonds from the deepest ocean I'd forsake them all for your sweet kiss For that's all I'm wishin' to be ownin' That I might be gone a long old time And it's only that I'm askin' Is there something I can send you to remember me by To make your time more easy passin'? Oh, how can, how can you ask me again? It only brings me sorrow The same thing I would want today I will want again tomorrow Oh, I got a letter on a lonesome day It was from her ship a-sailin' Saying "I don't know when I'll be comin' back again It depends on how I'm a-feelin'" If you, my love, must think that-a-way I'm sure your mind is a-roamin' I'm sure your thoughts are not with me But with the country to where you're goin' So take heed, take heed of the western winds Take heed of the stormy weather And yes, there's something you can send back to me Spanish boots of Spanish leather

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