Lyrics:

Johnny Burnette Moody River | Genius




Moody river, more deadly than the vainest knife
Moody river, your muddy water took my baby'slife
LastSaturday evenin' cameto the old oak tree
It standsbeside 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'
I looked into the moody water and what could I see?
I saw a lonely, lonely face just lookin' back at me
Tears in his eyes and a prayer on his lips
And the glove of his lost love at his fingertips