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The water is wide, I cannot get o'er,
And neither have, I wings to fly.
Give me a boat that will carry two,
And both shall row, my love and I.
O, down in the meadows the other day,
A-gath'ring flowers both fine and gay,
A-gath'ring flowers both red and blue,
I little thought what love can do.
I leaned my back up against an oak,
Thinking that he was a trusty tree;
But first he bent in and then he broke,
And so did my false love to thee.
A ship there is, and she sails the seas,
She's laden deep, as deep can be,
But not so deep, as the love I'm in;
I know not if I sink or swim.
O, love is handsome and love is fine,
And love's a jewel o while it is new,
But when it is old, it groweth cold,
And fades away, like morning dew.