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The water is wide, I can't swim over |
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Neither have I wings to fly |
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Build me a boat that can carry two |
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And both shall row, my love and I |
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There is a ship, it sails on the sea |
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Out on the deep as deep can be |
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But not as deep as the love I'm in |
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And on that boat I'll sink or swim |
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I leaned my back up against that boat |
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Thinking it was a trusty tree |
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But first it bent and then it broke |
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Just like my own false love to me |
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Oh love is gentle, and love is kind |
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Gay as a jewel, when first it's new |
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When love grows old, still it carries on |
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But it sometimes fades like the morning dew |
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The water is wide, I can't swim over |
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And neither have I wings to fly |
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Give me a boat that can carry two |
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And both shall row, my love and I |
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And both shall row, my love and I |
