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Grateful Dead - Dire Wolf Lyrics

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  • In the timbers to fennario, the wolves are running round,
  • The winter was so hard and cold, froze ten feet neath the ground.
  • Dont murder me, I beg of you, dont murder me. please, dont murder me.
  • I sat down to my supper, twas a bottle of red whisky,
  • I said my prayers and went to bed, thats the last they saw of me.
  • Dont murder me, I beg of you, dont murder me. please, dont murder me.
  • When I awoke, the dire wolf, six hundred pounds of sin,
  • Was grinning at my window, all I said was come on in.
  • Dont murder me, I beg of you, dont murder me. please, dont murder me.
  • The wolf came in, I got my cards, we sat down for a game.
  • I cut my deck to the queen of spades, but the cards were all the same.
  • Dont murder me, I beg of you, dont murder me. please, dont murder me.
  • In the backwash of fennario, the black and bloody mire,
  • The dire wolf collects his dues, while the boys sing round the fire.
  • Dont murder me, I beg of you, dont murder me. please, dont murder me.
  • No, no, no dont murder me. I beg of you,
  • Dont murder me. please, dont murder me.

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