Grateful Dead - Dire wolf

In the ^Etimbers of Fennario the wolves are running '^Dround. ^DThe winter was so hard and cold froze ten feet 'neath the ^Eground. ^EDon't murder ^Dme. ^EI beg of ^Ayou, don't murder ^Dme. ^EPl

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ea^Dse ^Ddon't murder ^Ame.

I ^Esat down to my supper. ^G'twas a bottle of red whis^Dkey. A (Ab-G-F#) 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.

When ^F#mI awoke, the ^Edire wolf, six ^Ahundred ^Gpounds of sin^D, was grinning at my. window. All I said was 'come on i^En.' don't murder ^Dme. ^EI beg of ^Ayou, don't C#7 F#m E-D D A murder me. Please don't murder me.

In the ^Ebackwash of Fennario, the black and bloody m^Dire, ^DThe dire wolf collect his due while the boys sing 'round the ^Efire. 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.