Scottish Folk Song
The water is wide, I can’t cross over
And neither have I wings to fly,
Build me a boat that can carry two
And both will row, my love and I.
There is a ship, 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 how I sink or swim.
His love shines clearly against the storm,
Turns darkest night to brightest day,
Turns stormy waters to perfect calm,
A blazing lamp to light our way.