Moody River

Moody River

More deadly than the vainest knife

Moody River

Your muddy water took my baby's life.

Last Saturday evening

I came to the old oak tree

That stands beside the river

Where you were to meet me.

On the ground your glove I found

With a note addressed to me

It read dear love I've done you wrong

Now I must set you free...

No longer can I live

With this hurt and this sin

I just couldn't tell you

That girl was just a friend.

Moody River

More deadly than the vainest knife

Moody River

Your muddy water took my baby's life.

I looked into the muddy water

And what could I see

I saw a lonely, lonely face

Just looking back at me.

Tears in her eyes

And the prayer on her lips

And the glove of her lost love

At her fingertips.

Moody River

More deadly than the vainest knife

Moody River

Your muddy water took my baby's life...