Walls Of Red Wing

Well, I'm sailin' away, my own true love
 I'm sailin' away in the mornin'
 Is there something, I can send you from across the sea?
 From the place where I'll be landin'
 No, there's nothing you can bring me, my own true love
 There's nothing I wish to be ownin'
 Just carry yourself back to me, unspoiled
 From across that lonesome ocean
 Well, I just thought, you might want something fine
 Made of silver or of golden
 Either from the mountains of Madrid
 Or the coast of Barcelona
 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 old time
 And it's only that, I'm askin'
 Is there something, I can give you to remember me by?
 To make your time, more easy passin'
 Ohh, how can, how can you ask me again?
 It only brings me sorrow
 For the same thing, that I want from you today
 I would want again tomorrow
 Well, 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 feelin'
 Well, if you my love, must think that a'way
 I'm sure, your mind is a'roamin'
 I'm sure, your heart is not with me
 But, with the country 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