| Lyrics: | The water is wide, I cannot 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.
O, down in the meadows the other
day,
A-gath'ring flowers both fine and gay,
A-gath'ring flowers both red and blue,
I
little thought what love can do.
I leaned my back against some oak
Thinking
that he was a trusty tree;
But first he bended, and then he broke,
And so did my false
love to me.
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 sink or
swim.
O, love is handsome and love is fine,
And love's a jewel while it is
new,
But when it is old, it groweth cold,
And fades away like morning dew |
