The water is wide, I cannot get o'er And neither have I the 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 seas She's loaded deep, as deep can be But not as deep as the love I'm in I know not if I sink or swim. I leaned my back up against a young oak Thinking that he was a trusty tree But first he bend and then he broke And so did my false love to me. O love is handsome and love is fine And loves a jewel while it's new But love grows old and waxes cold And fades away like morning dew