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The Water Is |
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Hayley Westenra |
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The water is wide, I cannot get over |
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And neither have I wings to fly |
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Give me a boat that’ll carry two |
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And both shall row, my love and I |
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Where love is planted oh there it grows |
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It grows and blossoms like a rose |
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It has a sweet and pleasant smell |
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No flower on earth can it excel |
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The ship there is and she sails the sea |
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She is loaded deep as deep can be |
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But not so deep as the love I’m in |
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I know not if I sink or swim |
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Oh, love is gentle, love is kind |
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The sweetest flower when first it’s new |
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But love grows old and waxes cold |
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And fades away like morning dew |
