I’ve had this old song in my head very often lately. I just love the words:
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-gathering flowers both fine and gay, A-gathering flowers both red and blue, I little thought what love can do. I leaned my back up against some oak Thinking that he was a trusty tree; But first he bended, and then he broke; And so did my false love to me. A ship there is, and she sails the sea, She's loaded 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 while it is new; But when it is old, it groweth cold, And fades away like morning dew.
I also love that the original title of the song was “O waly, waly”. This is a condensed version – and the one I grew up singing. You can find a full version of lyrics and a very cute rendition of the tune here. I’ve tried to find a good version on YouTube, but couldn’t find anything that hadn’t completely lost the vicious simplicity of the original.