The water is wide, I cannot cross o'er
And neither have I wings to fly
Give me a boat and carry two
And both shall row
My love and I

O, down in the meadows the other day
A-gath’ring flowers both fine and gay
A-gath’ring flowers both red and blue
I little thought what love can do

I leaned my back up against some oak
Thinking that he was a trusty tree;
But first he bended and then he broke
And so did my false love to me

A ship there is, and she sails the sea
She’s loaded deep as deep can be
But not so deep as thе love I’m in:
I know not if I sink or swim

O, love is handsome and lovе is fine
And love’s a jewel while it is new
But when it is old, it groweth cold
And fades away like morning dew