The Water is Wide, I cannot cross o'er
And neither have I wings to fly
Give me a boat that can carry two
And both shall row, my love and I
Sometimes I think I would like to have the verse on the bench that is our headstone. Mrs. Wyman disagrees. It is a good verse for when one has died and the other remains.
The Water is Wide has a jumbled history, as most folk songs do. I did not know until I read the Grokipedia entry that one can sing "When I Survey the Wondrous Cross" to it.
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