The water is wide, I cannot cross o'er And neither have I wings to fly Give me a boat that will carry two, And both shall row, my love and I I leaned my back against an oak, Thinking it was a mighty tree, But first it bent, and then it broke Just as my love proved false to me There is a ship that sails the sea It'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 handsome, love is kind Love is a jewel when it is new But when it's old, it grows so cold And fades away like morning dew