The Water Is Wide
The water is wide, I cannot get overAnd neither have I wings to flyGive me a boat that'll carry twoAnd both shall row, my love and I
Where love is planted, oh there it growsIt grows and blossoms like a roseIt has a sweet and pleasant smellNo flower on earth can it excel
The ship there is, and she sails the seaShe's loaded deep, as deep can beBut not so deep as the love I'm inI know not if I sink or swim
Oh, love is gentle, love is kindThe sweetest flower, when first it's newBut love grows old and waxes coldAnd fades away like morning dew