The Water Is Wide And I Can't Cross Over

Neither Have I Wings That I Could Fly

Build Me A Boat That Can Carry Two

And Both Shall Row My Love And I.



There Is A Ship And It Sails On The Sea

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 Up Against An Oak

Thinkin' It Was A Trusty Tree

But First It Bent And Then It Broke

Just Like My Own False Love To Me.



Oh Love Is Gentle, Love Is Kind

Gay As A Jewel When First It's New

But Love Grows Old And Waxes Cold

And Fades Away Like Some Morning Dew.



The Water Is Wide And I Can't Cross Over

Neither Have I Wings To Fly

Build Me A Boat That Can Carry Two

And Both Shall Row My Love And I.