| The water is wide 'n I can’t cross oer,
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| 'n neither have I wings to fly,
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| Give me a boat that can carry two,
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| And both shall row,
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| my love and I.
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| For love is gentle and love is kind,
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| And love is sweet when first it’s new,
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| But love grows old and waxes cold,
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| And fades away like mornin' dew.
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| There is a ship and it sails the sea,
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| She’s loaded deep as deep can be,
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| But not as deep as the love I’m in,
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| I know not how I sink or swim.
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| The water is wide 'n I can’t cross oer,
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| 'n neither have I wings to fly,
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| Give me a boat that can carry two,
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| And both shall row,
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| my love and I.
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| And both shall row,
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| my love and I.
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| end |