The water is wide, I cannot get over
And neither have I wings to fly
Give me a boat that can carry two
And both shall row my love and I
Oh, love is handsome and love is fine
And love's a jewel when it's first new
But love grows old and waxes cold
And fades away like morning dew
There is a ship, its sailing the sea
Its 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 cannot get over
And neither have I 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
By Maynor Foe Mejia

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