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 me

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