Water is wide, I cannot cross over Neither have I wings to fly Build me a boat that can carry two And both shall roam, my love and I A ship there is and she sails the sea Sailing as deep as deep can be But not so deep as the love I'm in And I know not how I sink or swim I leaned my back against some young oak Thinking he was a trusty tree But first he bent and then he broke And thus did my false love and me The water is wide, I cannot cross over And neither have I wings to fly Build me a boat that can carry two And both shall roam, my love and I