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The Water is Wide—Anne Bryony
The water is wide I cant cross over And neither have I wings to fly Build me a boat That can carry two And both shall row My love and i
There is a ship And she sails the sea Shes loaded deep As deep can be But not so deep As the love Im in I know not how I sink or swim
Oh love is handsome And love is fine The sweetest flower When first its new But love grows old And waxes cold And fades away Like summer dew
Build me a boat That can carry two And both shall row My love and i And both shall row My love and i……
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