Joan Baez - The Water Is Wide

the water is wide, I can't cross o'er
and neither 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 blooms
but love grows old and waxes cold
and fades away like morning dew

there is a ship that sails the sea
she's loaded deep as deep can be
but not as deep as the love I made
I know not how I'll sink or swim

the water is wide, I can't cross o'er
and neither I have wings to fly
give me a boat that can carry two
and both shall row, my love and I
and both shall row
my love and I