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