Dire Wolf de Grateful Dead

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Dire Wolf
Jerry Garcia, Robert Hunter

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In the timbers of Fennario the wolves are running 'round.
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The winter was so hard and cold froze ten feet 'neath the ground.
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Don't murder me.  I beg of you, don't murder me.  Please don't murder me.

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I sat down to my supper. 'twas a bottle of red whiskey.
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I said my prayers and went to bed. That's the last they saw of me.
             E   D        A          (C#7)      E      D            A
Don't murder me. I beg of you, don't murder me. Please don't murder me.

     F#m          E              A       G            D
When I awoke, the dire wolf, six hundred pounds of sin, was grinning at my.
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window. All I said was 'come on in.' don't murder me. I beg of you, don't
C#7    F#m  E-D   D            A
murder me. Please don't murder me.

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In the backwash of Fennario, the black and bloody mire,
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The dire wolf collect his due while the boys sing 'round the fire.
             E   D        A          (C#7)      E      D            A
Don't murder me. I beg of you, don't murder me. Please don't murder me.

             E   D        A          (C#7)      E      D            A
Don't murder me. I beg of you, don't murder me. Please don't murder me,...
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