O Waly, Waly

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.