Moody River

Moody river more deadly
Than the vainest knife
Moody river your muddy waters
Took my baby's lifeLast Saturday evening
I came to the old oak tree
It stands beside the river
Where you were to meet meOn 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 freeNo longer can I live
With this hurt and this sin
I just couldn't tell you
That guy was just a friendMoody river more deadly
Than the vainest knife
Moody river your muddy waters
Took my baby's lifeI looked into the muddy water
And what could I see?
I saw a lonely, lonely face
Just lookin' back at meTears in his eyes
And a prayer on his lips
And the glove of his lost love
Was at his fingertipsMoody river more deadly
Than the vainest knife
Moody river your muddy waters
Took my baby's lifeMoody river more deadly
Than the vainest knife
Moody river your muddy waters
Took my baby's life