The Water Is Wide

The water is wide, I cannot cross o'er

And neither have, I wings to fly

Build me a boat, that can carry two

And both shall row, my love and I

A ship there is, and she sails the sea

She's loaded deep, as deep can be

But not so deep, as the love I'm in

I know not if, I sink or swim

Oh, love is fair, and love is fine

The sweetest flower, when first it's new

But love grows old, and waxes cold

And fades away, like the morning dew