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Oh, I`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?
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 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`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`.
Oh, how can, how 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`.
Well, if you, my love, must 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 heed, take heed of the western wind,
Take heed of the stormy weather.
And yes, there`s something you can send back to me,
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