Bob Dylan – Boots Of Spanish Leather Lyrics  Share

From Bob Dylan's album: The Times They Are A Changin

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,
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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.
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