The Water is Wide
The water is wide, I can't 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
There is a ship, 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 how I sink or swim
Oh love is handsome and love is fine
The sweetest flower when first it's new
But love grows old and waxes cold
And fades away like summer dew
Though I may speak with tongues of fire
And have the gift to all inspire
And have not love, my words are vain
As sounding brass, and hopeless gain
The water is wide, I can't 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