BOOTS OF SPANISH LEATHER
Bob Dylan

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	Oh, I'm sailing away my own true love
	I'm sailing away in the mornin'
	Is there somethin' I can send you from across the sea
	From the places where I'll be landin'?

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	There's nothin' you can send me my own true love
	There's nothin' I'm wishin' 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 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
	That's all I wish to be ownin'

	I might be gone a long ole time
	And it's only that I'm askin'
	Is there somethin' I can send you to remember me by?
	To make your time more easy passin'?

	How can, how can you ask me again?
	It only brings me sorrow
	The same thing I would want today
	I would want again tomorrow

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	Oh, I got a letter on a lonesome day
	It was from his ship a-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-a-way
	I'm sure your mind is a-roamin'
	I'm sure your thought are not with me
	But with the country where you're goin'

	So take heed, take heed of the western wind
	Take heed of stormy weather
	And yes there is somethin' you can send back to me
	Spanish boots of Spanish leather


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