The water is wide, I can not cross over And neither have I wings to fly Build 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 sink or swim Oh love is fair, and love is fine The sweetest flower when first it's new But love grows old and waxes cold And fades away like the morning dew