The water is wide, I cannot get over Neither have I wings to fly Give 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 I leaned my back against an oak Thinking it was a trusty tree But first it bent and then it broke So did my love prove false to me I reached my finger into some soft bush Thinking the fairest flower to find I pricked my finger to the bone And left the fairest flower behind Oh, love be handsome and love be kind Gay as a j**el when first it is new But love grows old and waxes cold And fades away like the morning dew Must I go bound while you go free Must I love a man who doesn't love me Must I be born with so little art As to love a man who'll break my heart When co*kle shells turn silver bells Then will my love come back to me When roses bloom in winter's gloom Then will my love return to me