The Water Is Wide - Mary Black

Written by：Traditional/Mary Black

The water is wide I cannot 'cross over

And neither have I wings to fly

Give me a boat that can carry two

And we 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 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

O love is gentle and love is fine

The sweetest flower when first it's new

But love grows old and waxes cold

And fades away like morning dew

The water is wide I can't 'cross over

Neither have I wings to fly

Give me a boat that can carry two

And we shall row my love and I