Moody river, more deadly than the vainest knife, Moody river, your muddy water took my ba - by'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." Repeat Refrain: I looked into the muddy water and what could I see? I saw a lonely, lonely face just look - in' back at me. Tears in his eyes, and a prayer on his lips, And the glove of his lost love at his fin - ger - tips. Repeat Refrain: