Текст песни Boots of Spanish Leather (feat. Diana DeMuth) - Wesley Schultz , Diana DeMuth

Oh, I'm sailin' away my own true love
I'm sailin' away in the morning
Is there somethin' I can send you
I'm 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' that I'm wishing to be ownin
Just carry yourself back to me unspoiled
From across that lonesome ocean

Ah, but I just thought you might want somethin' fine
Made of silver or of golden
Either from the mountains of Madrid
Or from the coast of Barcelona

Well, if I had the stars from 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

Well I might be gone a long old time
And it's only that I'm asking
Is there somethin' I can send you to remember me by
To make your time more easy passing

How can, how can you ask me again
When it only brings me sorrow
Cause the same thing I would want today
I would want again tomorrow

I got a letter on a lonesome day
It was from her ship sailin
Sayin' I don't know when I'll be comin' back again
It depends on how I'm feelin

If you, my love, must think that way
I'm sure your mind is 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 somethin' you can send back to me
Spanish boots of Spanish leather