CHORUS:
Moody River, more deadly, than the vainest knife.
Moody River, your muddy water, took my baby’s life.

#1.
Last Saturday evening, came to the old Oak tree.
It stands beside the river, where you were to meet me.

#2.
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.

#3.
No longer can I live with this hurt and this sin,
I just couldn’t tell you, that guy was just a friend.

CHORUS:
Moody River, more deadly, than the vainest knife.
Moody River, your muddy water, took my baby’s life.

#4.
I looked into the muddy water, and what could I see?
I saw a lonely, lonely face just looking back at me.

#5.
Tears in his eyes, and a prayer on his lips,
and the glove of his lost love, at his fingertips.

CHORUS:
Moody River, more deadly, than the vainest knife.
Moody River, your muddy water, took my baby’s life.