» The Water Is Wide

The water is wide, I cannot get over.
Neither have I two 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.

(instrumental break: mandolin & 12-string guitar)

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 if I sink or swim.

I know not if I sink or swim.