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The water is wide I cannot get 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 handsome and love is fine

And love's a jewel when it's first new

But love grows old and waxes cold

And fades away like morning dew

There is a ship it's sailing the sea

It's loaded deep as deep can be

But not so deep as my love for him

I know not if I sink or swim

The water is wide I cannot get 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