The Water is Wide

The water is wide I can not get o’er,
And neither have I wings to fly,
Give me a boat that will carry two,
O love is handsom and love is fine,
And love’s a jewel when it’s first new,
But love grows old then waxes gold,
And fades away like morning dew,
There is a ship it’s sailing the sea,
It’s loaded deep as deep can be,
But not so deep as the love I’m in,
I know not if I sink or swim,
The water is wide I can not get o’er,
And neither have I wings to fly,
Give me a boat that will carry two,
And both shall row my love and I,
And both shall row my love and I,