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 from you across the sea
 
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 Fromthe place that I'll be landing
 
 No there's nothing you can send me my own true love
 There's a nothing I wish to be ownin'.
 Just carry yourself back to me unspoiled
 Froma cross that lonesome ocean.
 
 Oh, but I just thought you might long 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 diamonds from the deepest ocean
 I'd forsake them all for you sweet kiss
 For that's all I'm wishing to be ownin'.
 
 That I might be gone a long ole time
 And it's only that I'm asking
 Is there something that 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 feelin'
 
 Well if you must think that-a-way,
 I'm sure you 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.