The Water is Wide

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 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 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

-Pete Seeger