"Deanna (Acoustic Version)" lyrics

"Deanna (Acoustic Version)"

(O Deanna) Oh happy days
O Deanna
Sweet Deanna!
O Deanna
You know you are my friend
Yeah O Deanna And I ain't down here for your money
I ain't down here for your love
I ain't down here for your love or money
I'm down here for your soul

(Oh happy days) Oh happy days
(Oh happy days) Oh happy days
(Oh happy days) Oh happy days
(Oh happy days)

No carpet on the floor
And the winding cloth holds many moths
Around your Ku Klux furniture
I cum a deaths-head in your frock

I ain't down here for your love
I ain't down here for your love or money
I'm down here for your soul

(Oh happy days) Oh happy days
(Oh happy days) Oh happy days
(Oh happy days) Oh happy days
(Oh happy days)
When Jesus wash (when Jesus wash)
When Jesus wash (when Jesus wash)
When Jesus wash (when Jesus wash)
He washed my tears away
(Oh happy days) Oh happy days
He taught me how to walk every day
Every day
He taught me how to walk every day
Every day (night and day)
(Oh happy days) Oh happy days
(Oh happy days) Oh happy days
Oh Deanna
Oh Deanna
Oh Deanna
Oh Deanna
No carpet on the floor
And the winding cloth holds many moths
Around your Ku Klux furniture
I cum a deaths-head in your frock

I ain't down here for your love
I ain't down here for your love or money
I'm down here for your soul


Writer(s): Nicholas Edward Cave
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