The Water Is Wide — Available for premiere performances
Irish folk song for SATB choir 3.75' AVAILABLE FOR SELECT PERFORMANCES This work is available for select pre-publication performances. If you have a strong choir and can provide a decent recording, please contact me. PREVIEW SCORE BELOW |
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Final version: Electronic Output
Previous version from recording session (significant changes since):
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NOTESThis beloved Irish folk song may be performed separately, or following "Down by the Salley Gardens."
LYRICSThe water's wide, I can't cross o'er,
And neither have I wings to fly. Build me a boat that'll carry two, And both shall row, my love and I. Down in the meadow t'other day, A-gath'ring flowers both fine and gay, A-gath'ring flowers of red and blue, I little thought what love can do. I leaned my back up against some oak, Thinking that he was a trusty tree, But first he bended and then he broke, And so did my false love to me. A ship there is, 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. O love is handsome, love is fine. Love is a jewel when 'tis new. But when it's old, it groweth cold, And fades away like morning dew. |
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