O Waly Waly

The water is wide, I cannot get o'er
And neither have, I wings to fly
Give me a boat that will carry two
And both shall row, my love and I
O, down in the meadows the other day
A-gath'ring flowers both fine and gay
A-gath'ring flowers both red and blue
I little thought what love can do
I leaned my back up against an oak
Thinking that he was a trusty tree;
But first he bent in and then he broke
And so did my false love to thee
A ship there is, and she sails the seas
She's laden deep, as deep can be
But not so deep, as the love I'm in;
I know not if I sink or swim
O, love is handsome and love is fine
And love's a jewel o while it is new
But when it is old, it groweth cold
And fades away, like morning dew