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Moody River

Höfundur lags: Gary D. Bruce Flytjandi: Pat Boone Sent inn af: jonagust


[G]Moody river, [Em]more deadly [G]than the vainest [Em]knife,
[G]Moody river, your [G7]muddy water t[C]ook  [C/B] my     [Am7]ba -    [Am7/G] by's l      [G]ife.

[Em]Last Saturday [B7]evenin', c[Em]ame to the old oak t[B7]ree;   
It s[Em]tands beside the r[B7]iver where y[C]ou   [C/B] w    [Am7]ere to[Am7/G] meet       [G]me.  
[Em]On the ground your g[B7]love I found with a [Em]note addressed to[B7] me,   
It [Em]read "Dear love, I've d[B7]one you wrong, now [C]I m  [C/B]ust     [Am7]set     [Am7/G] you fr      [G]ee."
[Em]"No longer c[B7]an I live with this h[Em]urt and this s[B7]in,   
[Em]"I just couldn't t[B7]ell you that g[C]uy   [C/B]was j    [Am7]ust     [Am7/G] a fr[G]iend."

[G]Moody river, [Em]more deadly [G]than the vainest [Em]knife,
[G]Moody river, your [G7]muddy water t[C]ook  [C/B] my     [Am7]ba -    [Am7/G] by's l      [G]ife.


I l[Em]ooked into the m[B7]uddy water and [Em]what could I [B7]see?   
I s[Em]aw a lonely, l[B7]onely face just l[C]ook -[C/B] in'     [Am7]back     [Am7/G] at       [G]me.  
[Em]Tears in his e[B7]yes, and a [Em]prayer on his l[B7]ips,   
[Em]And the glove of [B7]his lost love [C]at   [C/B]his     [Am7]fin -    [Am7/G] ger - t[G]ips.

[G]Moody river, [Em]more deadly [G]than the vainest [Em]knife,
[G]Moody river, your [G7]muddy water t[C]ook  [C/B] my     [Am7]ba -    [Am7/G] by's l      [G]ife.

Moody river, more deadly than the vainest knife,
Moody river, your muddy water took my ba - by'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."

Moody river, more deadly than the vainest knife,
Moody river, your muddy water took my ba - by's life.

I looked into the muddy water and what could I see?
I saw a lonely, lonely face just look - in' back at me.
Tears in his eyes, and a prayer on his lips,
And the glove of his lost love at his fin - ger - tips.

Moody river, more deadly than the vainest knife,
Moody river, your muddy water took my ba - by's life.

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