Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Boots of Spanish Leather, artist - Martin Simpson.
Date of issue: 07.05.2001
Song language: English
Boots of Spanish Leather |
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 wish to be ownin' |
Just carry yourself back to me unspoiled |
From across that lonesome ocean |
Oh, 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 |
Oh, but 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' |
That I might be gone a long 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 want from you today |
I would want again tomorrow |
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' |
Well, if you, my love, must think that-a-way |
I’m sure your mind is roamin' |
I’m sure your heart is not with me |
But with the country to where you’re goin' |
So take heed, take heed of the western wind |
Take heed of the stormy weather |
And yes, there’s something you can send back to me |
Spanish boots of Spanish leather |