The water is wide

The water is wide I can’t cross over
Neither have I the wings to fly
Give me a boat that can carry two
And both shall row my love and I

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 if I sink or swim

I leaned my back against an oak
Thinkin’ it was a trusty tree
But first it bent and then it broke
Just as my love proved false to me

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 the mornin’ dew