The water is wide, I can't cross o'er
And neither do I have wings to fly
Give me a boat, carry two
And both shall row
My love and I
Love is gentle, love is kind
The sweetest flower when first it's new
But love grows old and waxes cold
And fades away like morning dew
There is a ship that sails the se
The water is wide, I can't cross o'er And neither do I have wings to fly Give me a boat, carry two And both shall row My love and I Love is gentle, love is kind The sweetest flower when first it's new But love grows old and waxes cold And fades away like morning dew There is a ship that sails the se
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