The water is wide, I cannot swim over
Neither have I wings to fly
Give me a boat that can carry two

And both shall row, my love and I

A ship there is and she sails the sea

She's loaded deep as deep can be
But not so deep as the love I'm in
I know not if I sink or swim


I leaned my back against an oak
Thinking it was a trusty tree

But first it bent and then it broke
So did my love prove false to me


I reached my finger into some soft bush
Thinking the fairest flower to find
I pricked my finger to the bone

And left the fairest flower behind

Oh love be handsome and love be kind

Gay as a jewel when first it is new
But love grows old and waxes cold
And fades away like the morning dew


Must I go bound while you go free
Must I love a man who doesn't love me

Must I be born with so little art
As to love a man who'll break my heart


When @@#!le shells turn silver bells
Then will my love come back to me
When roses bloom in winter's gloom

Then will my love return to me