The Water is Wide (trad.)

Wendy Beckerman
  1. The Water is Wide (trad.) -:-- / -:--
The water is wide
I can't cross o'er
Nor can I find
My wings to fly
Build me a boat
That can carry two
And both shall row
My love and I

There is a ship
And she sails across the sea
She's loaded deep
As deep can be
But not as deep
As the love I'm in
For I know not
If I sink or swim

When can sands
Go far ashore
When muscles grow
On every tree
When cockle shells
Turn silver bells
Only then will I lose
My love for thee

The water is wide...