The Water Is Wide The water is wide I can't cross over And neither have I wings to fly Give me a boat that can carry two And both shall row, my love and I Oh, love is gentle and love is kind The sweetest flower when first it's new But love grows old and waxes cold And I fades away like morning dew There is a ship and she sails the sea She's loaded deep as deep can be But not as deep as the love..
