Friends

The Water Is Wide

The water is wide, I cannot get o'er.
Neither have I wings to fly.
Give me a boat that can carry two.
and both shall cross, my true love and I.

I leaned my back against an oak,
thinking it was a mighty tree.
But first it bent and then it broke,
so did my love prove false to me.

I put my hand in some soft bush,
thinking the sweetest flower to find.
I pricked my finger to the bone,
and left the sweetest flower behind.

Oh, love is handsome and love is kind.
Gay as a jewel when it is new.
But love grows old and waxes cold,
and fades away like morning dew.

The water is wide, I cannot get o'er.
Neither have I wings to fly.
Give me a boat that can carry two.
and both shall cross, my true love and I.

(C3)


The Water Is Wide The water is wide, I cannot get o'er. Neither have I wings to fly. Give me a boat that can carry two. and both shall cross, my true love and I. I leaned my back against an oak, thinking it was a mighty tree. But first it bent and then it broke, so did my love prove false to me. I put my hand in some soft bush, thinking the sweetest flower to find. I pricked my finger to the bone, and left the sweetest flower behind. Oh, love is handsome and love is kind. Gay as a jewel when it is new. But love grows old and waxes cold, and fades away like morning dew. The water is wide, I cannot get o'er. Neither have I wings to fly. Give me a boat that can carry two. and both shall cross, my true love and I. (C3)