The water is wide I cannot cross over
And neither have I the wings to fly
Give me a boat that can carry two
And boat shall row, my love and I
Oh, love is gentle and love is kind
The sweetest flower when first it's new
But love grows old, and waxes cold
And fades away like morning dew
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There is a ship and she sails the sea
She's loaded deep as deep can be
But not as deep as the love I'm in
I know not how I sink or swim
The water is wide I can't cross over
And neither have I the wings to fly
Give me a boat that can carry two
And boat shall row, my love and I
And boat shall row, my love and I