Bob Dylan
Boots of Spanish Leather
[Verse 1: Wesley Schultz]
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

[Verse 2: Diana DeMuth]
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

[Verse 3: Wesley Schultz]
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

[Verse 4: Diana DeMuth]
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'

[Verse 5: Wesley Schultz]
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
[Verse 6: Diana DeMuth]
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

[Verse 7: Wesley Schultz]
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'

[Verse 8: Diana DeMuth]
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'

[Verse 9: Both]
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