THE WATER IS WIDE

(trad. English)

The water is wide I cannot cross over
And neither have I wings to fly
Build me a boat that will carry two
And both shall roam my Love and I

A ship there is and she sails the sea
Sailing as deep as deep can be
But not so deep as the love I'm in
And I know not how I sink or swim

I leaned my back against some young oak
Thinking she was a trusty tree
But first she bent and then she broke
And thus did my false love to me

The water is wide I cannot cross over
And neither have I wings to fly
Build me a boat that will carry two
And both shall roam my Love and I

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