Lore: None Arrangement: Any Range: Any, but usually a feminine voice. Attribution: Irish Folk Notes: None Lyrics: The water is wide I cannot get over and neither have I wings to fly Give me a boat that'll carry two and both shall row my love and I When love is planted, there it grows it grows and blossoms like a rose it has a sweet and pleasant smell no flower on earth can it excel The 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 sing or swim