Nanci Griffith - Boots Of Spanish Leather Ukulele

[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
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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 where, I'll be landing?


[Verse 2]
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There's nothing, you can send me, my own true love
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There's nothing, I'm wishing, to be owning
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Just carry yourself, back to me unspoiled
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From across that, lonesome ocean


[Verse 3]
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Oh but I just thought, you might want something fine
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Maybe silver, or, of golden
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Either from the mountains, of Madrid
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Or from the coast of, Barcelona


[Verse 4]
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If I had the stars, of the darkest night
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And the diamonds from the deep-est ocean
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I'd forsake them all, for your sweet kiss
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That's all I, wish to be owning


[Verse 5]
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Oh I might be gone, a long ol' time
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And it's only that, I'm asking
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Is there something I can send you, to remember me by?
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To make your time more, easy passing?


[Verse 6]
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How-can, how-can, you ask me again?
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Well it on-ly brings, me sorrow
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Oh the same thing I, would want, today
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I would want a-gain tomorrow


[Interlude]
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[Verse 7]
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Oh, I got a letter, on a lonesome day
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It-was-from his ship, a-sailing
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Saying I don't know when, I'll be coming back again
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It depends on how, I'm feeling


[Verse 8]
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If you my love, must think that a-way
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I'm sure your mind is, a-roaming
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I'm sure your thoughts, are not with me
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But with the country, where, you're going


[Verse 9]
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So take heed, take heed, of the western wind
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Take heed of, stormy weather
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And yes, there is something, you can send back to me
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Spanish boots of Spanish leather