The water is wide, I can't cross o'er
And neither have I the wings to fly
Give me a boat, that will carry two
And both shall row, my love and I

Oh love is handsome, and love is kind
Shining bright like a jewel, when first its new;
But love grows old, and waxes cold
And 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 I'm in
I know not if I sink or swim

The water is wide, I can't cross o'er
And neither have I the wings to fly
Give me a boat, that will carry two
And both shall row, my love and I