Water Is Wide

The water is wide, I cannot cross o’er
And neither have I wings to fly
Give me a boat that can carry two
and both shall row, my love and I
A ship there is, and she sails the sea
she’s loaded deep, as deep can be
But not so deep as the love I’m in
I know not if I’ll sink or swim
O Love is handsome, and love is fine
the sweetest jewel, when first it’s new
But love grows old and waxes cold
and fades away, like morning dew
Must I go bound, while you go free
must I love a man, who does not love me
Must I be born with so little art
as to love a man who’ll break my heart
The water is wide, I can’t cross o’er
and neither have I wings to fly
Give me a boat that can carry two
and both shall row, my love and I
And both shall row, my love and I