Boots Of Spanish Leather

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         Bm             G
Oh, I'm sailin' away, my own true
D
love
      Bm                D
I'm sailin' away in the morning
        Bm
Is there something I can send you
      G         D
from across the sea
      Bm             A       D
From the place that I'll be landing?
            Bm
No, there's nothin' you can send me,
    G        D
my own true love
         Bm
There's nothin' I'm wishin' to be
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ownin'
      Bm                     G
Just a-carry yourself back to me
  D
unspoiled
       Bm         A         D
From across that lonesome ocean
        Bm                        G
Ah, but I just thought you might want
          D
something fine
         Bm            D
Made of silver or of golden
 Bm                       G       D
Either from the mountains of Madrid
             Bm       A      D
Or from the coast of Barcelona
   Bm                        G
If I had the stars of the darkest
D
night
        Bm
And the diamonds from the deepest
D
ocean
  Bm                      G
I'd forsake them all for your sweet
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kiss
          Bm          A
For that's all I'm wishin' to be
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ownin'
        Bm             G         D
That I might be gone a long long time
        Bm                 D
And it's only that I'm askin'
         Bm
Is there something I can send you to
G          D
remember me by
Bm                      A      D
To make your time more easy passin'?
    Bm                   G
Oh, how can, how can you ask me
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again?
            Bm              D
You know it only brings me sorrow
      Bm                    G
The same thing that I would want
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today
       Bm      A   D
I will want again tomorrow
Bm                G          D
I got a letter on a lonesome day
       Bm              D
It was from her ship a-sailin'
         Bm
She said "I don't know when I'll be
G           D
comin' back again
    Bm             A     D
It depends on how I'm a-feelin'"
        Bm                  G
Well if you, my love, must think that
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way
    Bm                D
I'm sure your mind is roamin'
    Bm
I'm sure that your thoughts they are
G        D
not with me
             Bm            A
But with the country to where you're
D
goin'
        Bm
So take heed, take heed of the
G       D
western wind
     Bm                 D
Take heed of the stormy weather
                 Bm
And yeah, there's something you can
G            D
send back to me
        Bm        A       D
Spanish boots of Spanish leather