The water is
wide, I can't cross over
And neither have I wings to fly
Give me a boat that can carry two
And both 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
There is
a ship and she sails to 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 on
swim
The water
is wide, I can't cross over
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.. |
