Oh I'm sailing away my own true love
I'm sailing away in the morning
Is their something I can send you from across the sea
From the place that I'll be landing

No there's nothing you can send me my own true love
there's nothing I'm wishing to be owning
Just to carry yourself back to me unspoiled
From across that lonesome ocean

Ah but I just thought you might want something fine
Made of silver or of golden
Either from the mountains of Madrid
Or from the coasts 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 wishing to be owning

Well I might be gone in long-o time
And it's only that I'm asking
Is their something I can send you to remember me by
Find more similar lyrics on http://mp3lyrics.com/G1KTo make your time more easy-passing

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-sailing
Saying I don't know when I'll be coming back again
It depends on how I'm feeling

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

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

Copyright Bob Dylan