Moody river more deadly

Than the vainest knife

Moody river your muddy waters

Took my baby's life Last Saturday evening

I came to the old oak tree

It 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 guy was just a friend Moody river more deadly

Than the vainest knife

Moody river your muddy waters

Took my baby's life I looked into the muddy water

And what could I see?

I saw a lonely, lonely face

Just lookin' back at me Tears in his eyes

And a prayer on his lips

And the glove of his lost love

Was at his fingertips Moody river more deadly

Than the vainest knife

Moody river your muddy waters

Took my baby's life Moody river more deadly

Than the vainest knife

Moody river your muddy waters

Took my baby's life