The water is wide, I cannot cross o'er And neither have I wings to fly Give me a boat that can carry two And both shall row, my true love and I. A ship there is, she sails the sea She's laden deep as deep can be But not so deep as this love I'm in I know not if I sink or swim. I leaned my back against a young oak Thinking it was a trusty tree But first it bent, and then it broke Thus did my love prove false to me. O waly, waly up the bank And waly, waly down the braes And waly, waly by yon burn side Where me and my love were want to gae.