Harry Belafonte False Love Lyrics

False Love Lyrics

The river is wide, I can't get o'er

Nor do I have like wings to fly

Give me a boat that can carry two,

And both shall cross my love and
I



Oh waly, waly, up the bank

And waly, waly down the
braes,

And waly, waly by yon burnside

Where me and my love was wont
to go



I leaned my back against an oak

Thinking it was a
trusty tree,

But first it bent and then it broke,

And so did my
love prove false to me 



I put my hand in some soft bush

Thinking the sweetest flower to find

I pricked my finger to the
bone

And left the sweetest flower behind



Oh, love is
handsome, love is kind

Gay as a jewel when first it's  new

But love
grows old and waxes cold,

And fades away like morning dew