Oh, I'm sailin' away, my own true love Oh, 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 landing? No, there's nothin' you can send me, my own true love There's nothin' I wish to be ownin' Just carry yourself back to me unspoiled From far across that lonesome ocean ♪ Oh, but 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 Oh, but 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 wish to be ownin' ♪ Oh, but I might be gone a long, long time And it's only that I am askin' Can I can send you to remember me by To make your time more easy passin' Oh, how can, how can you ask me again For it only brings me sorrow The same thing I want from you today I would want again tomorrow ♪ Oh, 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 all depends on how I'm a-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 with me But the country where you are goin' ♪ So take heed, take heed of the western wind Take heed of the stormy weather And yes, there is something you can send back to me Spanish boots of Spanish leather