text: There is a ship and she sails the sea
  Shes loaded deep, as deep can be
  But not as deep as the love Im in
  I know not if I sink or swim
  I leaned my back against an oak
  Thinking it was a trusty tree
  But first it bent and then it broke
  Just as my love proved false to me
  Oh, love is gentle, and love is kind
  The sweetest flower when first its new
  But love grows old and waxes cold
  And fades away like the mornin dew
  The water is wide, I cannot get oer
  Neither have I the wings to fly
  Give me a boat that can carry two
  And both shall row my love and I