(Traditional, arr. by J. Baez) The water is wide, I cannot get oer Neither have I wings to fly Give me a boat that can carry two And both shall row,
, love is handsome and love is kind Gay as a jewel when it is new But love grows old and waxes cold And fades away like the morning dew The water is wide
: (Traditional, arr. by J. Baez) The water is wide, I cannot get oer Neither have I wings to fly Give me a boat that can carry two And both shall row