The water is wide I can't cross o'er
And neather have I wings to fly
Give me a boad that can carry two
And both shall row, my Love and I.
There is a ship and she sails the seas
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
Now 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
The water is wide I can't cross o'er
And neather have I wings to fly
Give me a boad that can carry two
And both shall row, my Love and I
And both shall row, my Love and I.
Writer(s): Traditional
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