Water Is Wide - The Gothard Sisters

The water is wide, I cannot cross o’er

And neither have I wings to fly

Give me a boat that can carry two

and both shall row, my love and I

A ship there is, 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 if I’ll sink or swim

O Love is handsome, and love is fine

the sweetest jewel, when first it’s new

But love grows old and waxes cold

and fades away, like morning dew

Must I go bound, while you go free

must I love a man, who does not love me

Must I be born with so little art

as to love a man who’ll break my heart

The water is wide, I can’t cross o’er

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