The water is wide I can't cross o'er Neither have I the wings to fly Give me a boat that can carry two And both shall row my love and I There is a ship and she sails the sea She's loaded deep as deep can be But not so deep as the love I'm in I know not how I sink or swim I leaned my back against an oak Thinkin' it was a trusty tree But first it bent and then it broke Just as my love proved false to me 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 the mornin' dew The water is wide I can't cross o'er Neither have I the wings to fly Give me a boat that can carry two /:/ And both shall row my love and I /:/
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