the water is wide
i can't across over
and neither have i wings to fly
build me a boat i can carry two
and both shall row
my love and i
there is a ship and the 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
oh love is handsome
and love is kind
and love is a folwer when first is new
but love grows old and was is cold
and fades away like morning dew