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THE WATER IS WIDE
(Traditional - Bob Dylan Arrangement - 1975)
The
water is wide, and I can't cross over,
You'll be the wings, and I could fly,
Build me a boat, that can carry two,
And both shall row - my love and I.
There is a ship, and it sails on the sea,
Loaded deep, as deep can be,
But not as deep as the love I'm in,
And 'o not in, I sink or swim.
I leaned my back, up against a oak,
Thinking in was, a trusty tree,
But at first it bent and then it broke,
Just like my own false love to me.
Oh, love is gentle, love is kind,
Gay as a jewel, when first it's new,
But love grows old, and waxes cold,
And fades away, like some morning dew.
The water is wide, and I can't cross over,
You'll be the wings and I could fly,
Build me a boat, that can carry two,
And both shall row - my love and I.
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