歌曲名 Boots Of Spanish Leather (Live) 歌手名 Bob Dylan

作词：B Dylan

作曲：B Dylan

Oh Im sailin away

my own true love

Im sailin away

in the morning

Is there something

I can send you from

across the sea

From the place

that Ill be landing

No theres nothin

you can send me

my own true love

Theres 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

Id forsake them

all for your sweet kiss

For thats all Im

wishin to be ownin

That I might be

gone a long time

And its only that Im 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 dont know

when Ill be comin

back again

It depends on how

Im a feelin

Well if you my love

must think that a way

Im sure your

mind is roamin

Im sure your heart

is not with me

But with the country

to where youre goin

So take heed take

heed of the western wind

Take heed of the

stormy weather

And yes theres something

you can send back to me

Spanish boots of

spanish leather