Boots of Spanish Leather
Bob Dylan
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
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If you have the songs on your computer, you should have a download link when you post song lyrics, that way people can fully enjoy the song you like. (yousendit.com works pretty well. You send the email to yourself and take the code it gives you and post it so other people can download the song). Unless you're feeling lazy, which I totally understand.
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sigh.
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