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