Josh Ritter
Lake Charlevoix
The water is wide
And I cannot get over
And neither have I
The wings to fly
I'll build a boat
That we both can row
And we shall leave
Lake Charlevoix

Oh, you are so hand-
Some, kind and sweet
There is no love
For you but me
But still my heart
It beats for both
My love and my
Lake Charlevoix

Still if you go
I will go with you
You are my love
And my love holds fast
All that I ask
Build me a boat
As pretty as
Lake Charlevoix
Give her blue sails
Of silk and sun
The fog rolling in
Late afternoon
The rising moon
And the smell of pinе
For I'll not leave
All that behind

And see hеr hull
Is iron ore
For iron are
The hills of home
And iron is
The chain that holds
Me to my own
Lake Charlevoix


Ah love, my love
I see you will not go
There is no boat
So wide and deep
That it could keep
The love you hold
For the hills of home
And Lake Charlevoix
So I will stay
And let your eyes
Be my blue sky
And my soft rain
I will remain
How could I go
For you are my
Lake Charlevoix

I will remain
How could I go
For you are my
Lake Charlevoix