OhI m sailin away my own true love I m sailin away in the morning. Is there something I can send you from across the sea From the place that I ll be landing? Nothere s nothin you can send memy own true love There s nothin I wish to be ownin . Just carry yourself back to me unspoiled From across that lonesome ocean. Ohbut I just thought you might want something fine Made of silver or of golden Either from the mountains of Madrid Or from the coast of Barcelona. Ohbut 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 time And it s only that I m askin Is there something I can send you to remember me by To make your time more easy passin . Ohhow canhow can you ask me again It only brings me sorrow. The same thing I want from you today I would want again tomorrow. I got a letter on a lonesome day It was from her ship a-sailin Saying I don t know when I ll be comin back again It depends on how I m a-feelin . Wellif youmy lovemust think that-a-way I m sure your mind is roamin . I m sure your heart is not with me But with the country to where you re goin . So take heedtake heed of the western wind Take heed of the stormy weather. And yesthere s something you can send back to me Spanish boots of Spanish leather.