Boots of Spanish Leather (Witmark Demo - 1963)

歌詞

I'm sailing away, my own true love Sailing away in the morning Is there something I can send you from across the sea From the place where I'll be landing? There's nothing you can send me, my own true love There's nothing that I wish to be owning Just carry yourself back to me unspoiled From across the lonesome ocean But I just thought you might want something fine Made of silver or of golden Either from the mountains of Madrid Or the coast of Barcelona But if I had the stars from the darkest nights Or the diamonds from the deepest ocean I'd forsake them all for your sweet kiss For that's all I'm wishing to be owning That I might be gone a long time And it's only that I'm asking Is there something I can send you to remember me by To make your time more easy passing? Oh how can you, how can you ask me again When you know it brings me sorrow? The same thing that I will want today I will want again tomorrow Oh I got a letter on a lonesome day It was from his ship a-sailing Saying, "I don't know when I'll be coming back again It depends on how I'm feeling" Well, if you, my love, must think that way I'm sure your mind is roaming I'm sure your heart is not with me But with the country to where you're going So take heed, take heed of the western wind Take heed of the stormy weather Yes, there is something you can bring back to me Spanish boots of Spanish leather