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