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 true love and I.
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
And I know not if I sink or swim.
I leaned my back against a young oak - Thinking it was a trusty tree
But first it bent, and then it broke
Thus did my love prove false to me.
O waly, waly up the bank
And waly, waly down the braes And waly, waly by yon burn side
Where me and my love were wont to gae.
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