The water is wide. I cannot get o`er And neither have I wings to fly Give me a boat that can carry two And both shall row my love and i
I leaned my back up against an oak I thought it was a trusty tree But first it bent and then it broke And so my love was false to me
i put my hand in a rose bush fair to pick the rose that was blooming there but the thorn it stuck me to the bone i should have left that rose alone
Oh love is handsome and love is kind And love`s a jewel when it is new But love grows old and waxes cold And fades away like morning dew And fades away like morning dew