Oh, I´m sailin´ away my own true love
I´m sailin´ away in the morning
Is there something I can send you from across the sea
From the place that I´ll be landing?

No, there´s nothin´ you can send me, my own true love
There´s nothin´ I wish to be ownin´
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 your sweet kiss
For that´s all I´m wishin´ to be ownin´

That I might be gone a long time
And it´s only that I´m askin´
Is there something 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 a-feelin´

Well, if you, my love, must think that-a-way
I´m sure your 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