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Boots Of Spanish Leather

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Seven Spanish Boots Lyrics And Chords-Folk Song, Written by Bob Dylan and covered by Ronnie Drew and Eleanor Shanley. This songs sounds very much like The Leaving Of Liverpool except there's no chorus in this one, even the chord structure is very similar, This song was released by Bob Dylan in 1964 on the album The Times They Are A Changing, while The Leaving Of Liverpool is around since 1860s.

Em]Oh, I'm sailin' away my [D]own true [G]love,
I'm sailin' a[D]way in the [G]morning.
Is there [Em]]something I can send you from a[G]cross the sea,
From the [Em]place that [D]I'll be [G]landing?

No, [Em]there's nothin' you can[D] send me, my own[G] true love,
There's nothin' I[D] wish to be [G]ownin'.
Just carry [Em]yourself back to me [G]unspoiled,
From [Em]across that [D]lonesome [G]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,
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'.

[Em]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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