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Last Saturday evening I 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 And it read, "Dear Love, I've done you wrong Now I must set you free" Moody River, more deadly Than the vainest knife Moody River, your muddy waters Took my baby's life Looked into your muddy water And what did I see I saw a lonely, lonely man Just looking back at me Tears in his eyes And a prayer on his lips And with the glove of his lost love There at his finger tips Moody River, more deadly Than the vainest knife Moody River, your muddy waters Took my baby's life Moody River, your muddy waters Took my baby's life |