Frank Sinatra — Moody River lyrics
The page contains the lyrics of the song "Moody River" by Frank Sinatra.
Lyrics
Moody river, more deadly than the vainest knife
Moody river, your muddy water took my baby’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»
I looked into the muddy 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