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