Аккорды Bob Dylan - Boots Of Spanish Leather

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 ``Oh I'm sailing away my own true love.
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 I'm sailing away in the morning.
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 Is there something I can send  you from across the sea,
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 From the place that I'll be landing?
 
 ``No, there's nothing you can send me my own true love
 There's a nothing I'm wishing 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 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 you sweet kiss
 For that's all I'm wishing to be owning.''
 
 ``But I might be gone a long old 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 how can, how can you ask me again,
 It only brings me sorrow.
 The same thing I would want today
 I'd 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 feeling''
 
 Well if you, my love, must think that-a-way,
 I'm sure you mind is roaming.
 I'm sure your thoughts are not with me
 But with the country to where you're going.
 
 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.