Oh, I´m sailin´ away, my own true love
I´m a-sailin´ away in the mornin´
Is there somethin´ I can send you from across the sea
From the place that I´ll be landin´?

No, there´s nothin´ you can send me, my own true love
There´s nothin´ I´m a-wishing to be ownin´
Just a-carry yourself back to me unspoiled
From across that lonesome ocean

Ah, but I just thought you might want somethin´ fine
Made of silver or of golden
Either from the mountains of Madrid
Or from the coast of Barcelona

But if I had the stars of 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´

Well, I might be gone a long old time
And it´s only that I´m asking
Is there somethin´ 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 would want today
I would want again tomorrow

Oh, I got a letter on a lonesome day
It was from her ship a-sailin´
Sayin´, "I don´t know when I´ll be comin´ back again
It depends on how I´m a-feelin´"

If a-you, my love, must think that-a-way
I´m sure your mind is a-roamin´
I´m sure your thoughts are not with me
But with the country to where you´re goin´

So, take heed, take heed of the western winds
Take heed of the stormy weather
And, yes, there´s somethin´ you can send back to me
Spanish boots of Spanish leather