Boots of Spanish Leather Songtext
von Kina Grannis

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?
Come find the place that I'll be landing
No, there′s nothing you can send me, my own true love
There is nothing I wish 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
Made of silver, or golden
Either from the mountains of Madrid
Or from the coast of Barcelona
Oh if I had stars from the darkest night
And diamonds from the deepest ocean
I'd forsake them all for your sweet kiss
For that's all I′m wishing to be owning
Oh, but I might be gone for a long, long time
And it′s only that I'm asking


Is there something I can send you to remember me by
To make your time more easy-passing?
Oh, can, how can you ask me again?
It only brings me sorrow
′Cause this ain't a thing I would want to take
I would want again tomorrow
Oh, I got a letter on a lonesome day
It was from her ship 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 way
I'm sure your mind is roaming
I'm sure your thoughts are not with me
But with the country where you′re going
So take heed, take heed of the western wind
And take heed of the stormy weather
And yes, there′s something you can send back to me
Spanish boots of Spanish leather