Lyrics:

Oh I'm sailing away, my own true loveI'm sailing away in the morningIs there something I can send you from across the sea?From the place where I'll be landing?There's nothing you can send me, my own true loveThere's nothing I'm wishing to be owningJust carry yourself back to me unspoiledFrom across that lonesome oceanOh, but I just thought you might want something fineMaybe silver or of goldenEither from the mountains of MadridOr from the coast of BarcelonaIf I had the stars of the darkest nightAnd the diamonds from the deepest oceanI'd forsake them all for your sweet kissThat's all I wish to be owningOh, I might be gone a long ol' timeAnd it's only that I'm askingIs there something I can send you to remember me by?To make your time more easy passing?How can, how can you ask me again?Well it only brings me sorrowOh, the same thing I would want todayI would want again tomorrowOh, I got a letter on a lonesome dayIt was from his ship a-sailingSaying, I don't know when I'll be coming back againIt depends on how I'm feelingIf you, my love, must think that awayI'm sure your mind is a-roamingI'm sure your thoughts are not with meBut with the country where you're goingSo take heed, take heed of the western windTake heed of stormy weatherAnd yes, there is something you can send back to meSpanish boots of Spanish leather