CORRECTAR LA LETRA

Letra : Boots of Spanish Leather

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

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

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

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'

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