The same thing that I want today…

Well I’m sailing away my own true love
I’m sailing away in the morning
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 wishing to be ownin’
Just carry yourself back to me unspoiled
From across that lonesome ocean

Oh but I just thought you might like somethin’ fine
Made of silver, or of golden
From the mountains of Madrid
Or from the coast of Barcelona

Well 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 it’s all I’m wishin’ to be ownin’

And I might be gone a long, long time
And it’s only that I’m askin’
Is there somethin’ I can send you to remember me by
To make your time more easy a-passin’

How can, how can you ask me again?
It only a-brings me sorrow
The same thing that I want today
I’ll want again tomorrow

Oh and I got a letter on a lonesome day
It was from her ship a-sailin’
Sayin’ I don’t know when I’ll be coming 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 thoughts are not ’bout me
But with the country where you’re goin’

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

Boots of Spanish Leather, Bob Dylan

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