Nanci Griffith

Nanci Griffith - Boots Of Spanish Leather songtekst

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Oh, I'm sailing away, my own true love
I am 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 I'm wishing to be owning
Just carry yourself back to me unspoiled
From across that lonesome ocean

Oh, but I just thought you might want something fine
Maybe silver or a golden
Either from the mountains of Madrid
Or from the coast of Barcelona

Well, 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 owning

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

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

Oh, I got a letter on a lonesome day
And 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 away
Then I know your mind is a-roaming
And I know your thoughts are not with me
But with the country where you're going

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

Auteur: Bob Dylan

Componist: Bob Dylan

Publisher: Elektra

Details:

Uitgegeven in: 1993

Taal: Engels

Komt voor op: Other Voices, Other Rooms (1993) , Winter Marquee (2002)

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