(Gary D. Bruce)
Moody River more deadly
Than the natalest night
Moody River your muddy water
Took my baby's life.
Last Saturday evening
I came to the old oak tree
That 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.
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Moody River more deadly
Than the natalest night
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 looking back at me.
Tears in his eyes
And the prayer on his lips
And the glove of his lost love
At his fingertips.
--- Instrumentl ---
Moody River more deadly
Than the natalest night
Moody River your muddy water
Took my baby's life...
