I think this is how it goes, if not feel free to correct me G A Black dreams in cripples thoughts they haunt me D G Bet your glad to meet me aint ya gal G A Now and then and if we can forever D G Stick in broken needles in our arms Deep down baby, deep down, deep in the mud. Somethings down there tugging at my leg Deep down baby, deep down, deep in the mud. Something down theres tuggin at my leg The barbed wire is hard to climb through, Try not to tear your pretty dress Police sirens they howl in the distance, Hey lets go find a hole to crawl into G A D I know what i've seen G D I know i've seen dead folks walkin round A D I bet you're glad to meet me aint ya gal lets go cut our hands and bleed together, just like those drunk old indians always do Lets go get some tires and start em burning, And warm ourselves within their angry glow Deep down, baby deep down, deep in the mud Something down theres tuggin at my leg Deep down, baby deep down, deep in the mud Something down theres tuggin at my leg I know what i've seen, I know i've seen dead folks walkin round Bet you're glad to meet me ain't ya gal Come on over here and sit beside me I got somethings to say you'll like to hear, yes i do Deep down, baby deep down, deep in the mud Deep down, baby deep down, deep in the mud Deep down, baby deep down, deep in the mud