title: Moody Riverkey: 60sharp type: Chromaticgenre: Fskill: AnyBy: Gary BrucePat BooneKey: F -3 -3 -3 -3 3 -2 -1Mood-y riv-er more dead-ly-3 -3 -3 -2 -1Than the vain-est knife-3 -3 -3 -3 -3 -3 3 3 -2Mood-y riv-er your mud-dy wa-ter-1 -2 -2 -2 -2Took my ba-by’s life|5-55-3 3-2| -1 -2 -2 3 -3 -3Last Sat-ur-day eve-ning-3 -1 -1 -1 -2 3 -3I came to the old oak tree-1 -1 -1 -2 3 -3 -3That stands be-side the riv-er-3 3 -2 -2 -2 3 -2Where you were to meet me|5-55-3 3-2|-1 -1 -2 3 -3 -3 -3On the ground your glove I found-3 -3 -1 -1 -2 3 -3With a note ad-dressed to me-1 -1 -1 -2 3 -3 -3 -3It read dear love I’ve done you wrong-33 -2 -2 -2 3 -2Now I must set you free|5-55-3 3-2|-1 -2 3 -3 -3 -3No long-er can I live-3 -3 -1 -2 3 -3With this hurt and this sin-1 -1 -2 3 -3 -3I just could-n’t tell you-3 3 -2 -2 -2 3 -2That guy was just a friend|5-55-3 3-2| -3 -3 -3 -3 3 -2 -1Mood-y riv-er more dead-ly-3 -3 -3 -2 -1Than the vain-est knife-3 -3 -3 -3 -3 -3 3 3 -2Mood-y riv-er your mud-dy wa-ter-1 -2 -2 -2 -2Took my ba-by’s life|5-55-3 3-2|-2 -1 -2 -2 3 -3 -3 -3 -3I looked in-to the mud-dy wa-ter-3 -1 -2 3 -3And what could I see-1 -1 -1 -2 3 -3 -3 -3I saw a lone-ly lone-ly face-3 3 -2 -2 -2 -2 -2Just look-in’ back at me|5-55-3 3-2|-1 -2 3 -3Tears in his eyes-3 -3 -1 -2 3 -3And a prayer on his lips-1 -1 -2 3 -3 -3 -33And the glove of his lost love-2 -2 -2 3 -2At his fin-ger tips|5-55-3 3-2| -3 -3 -3 -3 3 -2 -1Mood-y riv-er more dead-ly-3 -3 -3 -2 -1Than the vain-est knife-3 -3 -3 -3 -3 -3 3 3 -2Mood-y riv-er your mud-dy wa-ter-1 -2 -2 -2 -2Took my ba-by’s life|5-55-3 3-2||5-55-3 3-2|