The Water Is Wide

The water is wide, I cannot get o'er

Neither have I wings to fly

Give me a boat that can carry two

And both shall cross my true love and I

I lean'd my back against an oak

Thinking it was a mighty tree

But first it bent and then it broke

So did my love prove false to me

I put my hand in some soft bush

Thinking the sweetest flow'r to find

I prick'd my finger to the bone

And left the sweetest flow'r behind

O love is handsome and love is kind

Gay as a jewel when it is new

But love grows old and waxes cold

And fades away like the morning dew

The water is wide, I cannot get o'er

Neither have I wings to fly

Give me a boat that can carry two

And both shall cross my true love and I