(Moody river, 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
It stands beside the river, where you were to meet me
On the ground your love 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 finger tips

Moody river more deadly than the vainest knife
Moody river your muddy water took my baby's life