Alba s touto skladbou:
A Couple More Years,
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 am wishing 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.
If I had the stars of the darkest night
Or 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'.
But I might be gone a long old time
And it's only that I'm askin'
Is there something I can send you to remember me by
To make the time more easy passin'.
Oh how can, how can you ask me again?
When it only brings me sorrow.
The same thing I will want today
I will want again tomorrow.
I sent a letter on a lonesome day,
It was from my ship a-sailin'
Saying I don't know when I'll be comin' back again
It depends on how I'm feelin'.
If you, my love, must think that way
I'm sure your mind is roamin'
I'm sure your thoughts are 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 is something you can send back to me
Spanish boots of Spanish leather.
