Traditional
The water is wide
I can't cross over
And neither have I
Have I wings to fly
Oh give me a boat
That will carry two
And both shall row
My Love and I

Oh love is gentle
Yes and love is kind
The sweetest flower
When first it's new
But love grows old
It waxes cold
Then it fades away
Like the morning dew
Ha-ha

There is a ship
She sails the sea
She's loaded deep
As deep can be
But not as deep
As the love that I'm in
I know not if
I sink or swim

The water is wide
I can't cross over
And neither have I
Have I wings to fly
Oh give me a boat
That will carry two
And both shall row
My Love and I

The water is wide
The water is wide
Oh the water is wide