Eva Cassidy

The water is wide I can not get over

And neither have I wings to fly

Give me a boat that will carry two

And both shall row my love and I.

O love is handsome and love is fine

And love's a jewel when it's first new

But love grows old then waxes gold

And fades away like morning dew.

There is a ship it's sailing the sea

It's loaded deep as deep can be

But not so deep as my love for him

I know not if I sink or swim.

The water is wide I can not get over

And neither have I wings to fly

Give me a boat that will carry two

And both shall row my love and I.