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 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 was at his fingertips Moody river more deadly than the natalest night Moody river, your muddy water took my baby's life Moody river more deadly than the natalest night Moody river, your muddy water took my baby's life