Aled Jones O Waly Waly
The water is wide, I cannot get o'er,
And neither have I wings to fly.
O go and get me some little boat
To carry o'er my true love and I.
A-down in the meadows the other day
A-gath'ring flow'rs both fine and gay
A-gath'ring flowers, both red and blue,
I little thought what love could do.
I put my hand into one soft bush,
Thinking the sweetest flow'r to find.
I prick'd my finger to the bone
And left the sweetest flow'r alone.
Must I be bound, O and she go free!
Must I love one thing that loves not me!
Why should I act such a childish part,
And love a girl that will break my heart.
There is a ship sailing on the sea,
She's loaded deep as deep can be,
But not so deep as the love I am in;
I care not if I sink or swim.
O love is handsome and love is fine,
And love is a jewel when it is new;
As when it is old it groweth colder
And fades away like morning dew.
