The Water is Wide
The water is wide, I cannot cross o'er
And neither have, I wings to fly
Give me a boat that can carry two
And both shall row, my love and I.
I leaned my back up against an oak
Thinking it was a trusty tree
But first it bent and then it broke
And so my false love did unto me.
There is a ship and she sails the sea
She's loaded deep as deep can be
But not as deep, as the love I'm in
I know not how I sink or swim.
Oh, love is gentle and love is kind
And love’s a jewel when it is new
But love grows old and waxes cold
And fades away like morning dew.