Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds – Deanna (Guitar)

C       F
Oh Deanna

     C
Oh Deanna!

F    C
Oh Deanna

F                    C
You know you are my friend, yeah

F            D                      G
And I ain't down here for your money

G        D                    G
I ain't down here for your love

G        D                           D
I ain't down here for your love or money

D                      C
I'm down here for your soul

C                        F
There's no carpet on the floor

C                      F
And the winding cloth holds many moths

C              F
Around your Klu-Klux furniture

C              F              
I come of deaths head in your frock

D               G
We discuss the murder plan

D                          G
We discuss murder and the murder act

D                              G
Murder takes the wheel of your Cadillac

G                        C
And death climbs in the back

C    F
Oh Deanna

F    C
Oh oh Deanna

F         C
Sweet Deanna

F    C
Oh oh Deanna

F               C
Well, this is a car

F              C
and this is a gun now

F              C
And this a day number one

F     C
Oh Deanna

F          D
The little crime woven histories

G                D
are black and a smoking christmas trees

G           D
And honey, it ain't mystery

G                       C
Why you're a mystery to me

F               C
We will eat out of their pantries

F           C
And their parlours

F                      C
Ashy leaving in their beds

F                D
And we'll unload into their heads

G          D
On this mean season

G             D
But this little angel that I squeezing

G
She ain't been mean to me

C       F
Oh Deanna

     C
Oh Deanna!

F    C
Oh Deanna

F                      C
You are my friend and my partner

F                   C
On this house on the hill

G        D                    G
I ain't down here for your love or money

G        D                           G
I ain't down here for your love 

G                      C
I'm down here for your soul

C     F
Oh Deanna

C     F
Oh Deanna

F                          C
With my toolbox and my stocking

F                          C
Well I'll meet you on the corner

F                       C
And you point it like a finger

F                       C
And squeeze its little things now

F                           C
I hear it's kick, hear it's bang

F          D
And let no worry about it's issue

G       D
Don't worry about where its been

G          D
and don't worry about what it hits

G                          C
Cause it just ain't yours to sin

C     F
Oh Deanna

F                      C
No it just ain't your to sin

F      C
Sweet Deanna

F                     C
I ain't getting any younger

F                     C
And you're my friend now

F                   C
The sun a hump at my shoulder

F                     C
And I don't intend gettin' any older

C     F
Oh Deanna              

F                        D
And I ain't down here for your money

G        D
I ain't down here for your love

G        D
I ain't down here for your love or your money

G                      C
I'm down here for your soul