roger mcguinn
the water is wide
The water is wide I can not cross over  And neither have I wings to fly  Build me a boat that can carry two  And both shall roam my love and I   A ship there is and she sails the sea  Sailing as deep as deep can be But not so deep as the love I am in  I know not how I sink or swim   I leaned my back against some young oak   Thinking that he was a trusty tree  But first he bent and then he broke  And thus did my false love and me   The water is wide I can not cross over  And neither have I wings to fly  Build me a boat that can carry two  And both shall roam my love and I