Bob Dylan – Boots Of Spanish Leather (Ukulele)

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Oh I'm sailin' away my own true love

    Em      D           G
I'm sailin' away in the morning

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is there something I can send you from across the sea

        Em          D       G
From the place that I'll be landing?

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No, there's nothin' you can send me, my own true love

        Em      D            G
There's nothin' I wish to be ownin'

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Just carry yourself back to me unspoiled

      Em          D       G
From across that lonesome ocean.

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Oh, but I just thought you might want something fine

      Em       D       G
Made of silver or of golden

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Either from the mountains of Madrid

        Em          D       G
Or from the coast of Barcelona?

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Oh, but if I had the stars from the darkest night

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And the diamonds from the deepest ocean

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I'd forsake them all for your sweet kiss

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For that's all I'm wishin' to be ownin'.

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That I might be gone a long time

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And it's only that I'm askin'

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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 passin'?

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Oh, how can, how can you ask me again

    Em     D       G
It only brings me sorrow

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But the same thing I would want from you today

       Em     D       G
I would want again tomorrow.

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When I got a letter on a lonesome day

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It was from her ship a-sailin'

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Saying I don't know when I'll be comin' back again

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It depends on how I'm a-feelin'.

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Well, if you, my love, must think that-a-way

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I'm sure your mind is roamin'

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I'm sure your thoughts are not with me

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But with the country to where you're goin'.

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So take heed, take heed of the western wind

       Em       D       G
Take heed of the stormy weather

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And yes, there's something you can send back to me

         Em       D       G
Spanish boots of Spanish leather.