Moody River

Moody river, more deadly than the vainest knife
 Moody river, your muddy water took my baby's life
 Last Saturday evenin' 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 water 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 at his fingertips
 Moody river, more deadly than the vainest knife
 Moody river, your muddy water took my baby's life