(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.      --- Instrumental ---      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...