Bob Dylan - Boots Of Spanish Leather Ukulele Chords
Oh I’m [Em]sailing away my [C]own true [G]love I’m [Em]sailing [D]away in the [G]morning is there [Em]something I can send you from [C]across the [G]sea From [Em]the place that [D]I’ll be [G]landing?
No, [Em]there’s nothing you can send me, my [C]own true [G]love There’s [Em]nothing [D]I wish to be [G]owning Just [Em]carry yourself back to [C]me [G]unspoiled From [Em]across that [D]lonesome [G]ocean.
Oh, but [Em]I just thought you might [C]want [G]something fine Made [Em]of silver [D]or of [G]golden Either [Em]from the [C]mountains of [G]Madrid Or from [Em]the coast [D]of [G]Barcelona ?
Oh, but [Em]if I had the stars from the [C]darkest [G]night And the [Em]diamonds from the [D]deepest [G]ocean I’d [Em]forsake them all for [C]your sweet [G]kiss For that’s [Em]all I’m [D]wishing to be [G]owning.
That I [Em]might be gone a [C]long [G]time And [Em]it’s only [D]that I’m [G]asking Is there [Em]something I can [C]send you to [G]remember me by To make [Em]your time [D]more easy [G]passing?
Oh, how [Em]can, how can you [C]ask me [G]again It [Em]only [D]brings me [G]sorrow But the [Em]same thing I would [C]want [G]today I would[Em] want a[D]gain to[G]morrow.
When I [Em]got a letter on a [C]lonesome [G]day It was [Em]from her [D]ship [G]a-sailing Saying [Em]I don’t know when I’ll be [C]coming back [G]again It de[Em]pends on [D]how I’m a[G]-feeling.
Well, if [Em]you, my love, must [C]think [G]that-a-way I’m [Em]sure your [D]mind is [G]roaming I’m [Em]sure your thoughts are [C]not with [G]me But with [Em]the country to [D]where you’re [G]going.
So take [Em]heed, take heed of the [C]western [G]wind Take [Em]heed of [D]the stormy [G]weather And [Em]yes, there’s something you can [C]send back [G]to me Spanish [Em]boots of [D]Spanish [G]leather.