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The water is wide and I can't cross over
Neither have I wings that I could fly
Build me a boat that could carry two
And both shall row my love and I
There is a ship and she sails on the sea
She's loaded down as deep can be
But not as deep as the love I'm in
And I know not if I sink or swim
I leaned my back up against an oak
Thinkin' it was a trusty tree
But first it bent and then it broke
Just like my own false love to me
Oh, love is gentle and love is kind
Gay as a jewel when first it's new
But love grows old and waxes cold
And fades away like the morning dew
The water is wide and I can't cross over
Neither have I wings that I could fly
Build me a boat that could carry two
And both shall row my love and I
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