The Airborne Toxic Event – Boots Of Spanish Leather (Guitar)

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D
         Bm             G
Oh, I'm sailin' away, my own true

D
love

      Bm                D
I'm sailin' away in the morning

        Bm
Is there something I can send you

      G         D
from across the sea

      Bm             A       D
From the place that I'll be landing?

            Bm
No, there's nothin' you can send me,

    G        D
my own true love

         Bm
There's nothin' I'm wishin' to be

D
ownin'

      Bm                     G
Just a-carry yourself back to me

  D
unspoiled

       Bm         A         D
From across that lonesome ocean

        Bm                        G
Ah, but I just thought you might want

          D
something fine

         Bm            D
Made of silver or of golden

 Bm                       G       D
Either from the mountains of Madrid

             Bm       A      D
Or from the coast of Barcelona

   Bm                        G
If I had the stars of the darkest

D
night

        Bm
And the diamonds from the deepest

D
ocean

  Bm                      G
I'd forsake them all for your sweet

D
kiss

          Bm          A
For that's all I'm wishin' to be

D
ownin'

        Bm             G         D
That I might be gone a long long time

        Bm                 D
And it's only that I'm askin'

         Bm
Is there something I can send you to

G          D
remember me by

Bm                      A      D
To make your time more easy passin'?

    Bm                   G
Oh, how can, how can you ask me

D
again?

            Bm              D
You know it only brings me sorrow

      Bm                    G
The same thing that I would want

D
today

       Bm      A   D
I will want again tomorrow

Bm                G          D
I got a letter on a lonesome day

       Bm              D
It was from her ship a-sailin'

         Bm
She said "I don't know when I'll be

G           D
comin' back again

    Bm             A     D
It depends on how I'm a-feelin'"

        Bm                  G
Well if you, my love, must think that

D
way

    Bm                D
I'm sure your mind is roamin'

    Bm
I'm sure that your thoughts they are

G        D
not with me

             Bm            A
But with the country to where you're

D
goin'

        Bm
So take heed, take heed of the

G       D
western wind

     Bm                 D
Take heed of the stormy weather

                 Bm
And yeah, there's something you can

G            D
send back to me

        Bm        A       D
Spanish boots of Spanish leather