The Water is Wide
The water is wide, I cannott 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
The sweetest flower when first it's new
But love grows old and waxes cold
And fades away like morning dew.