Karaoké Dire Wolf Grateful Dead

In the timbers to Fennario the wolves are runnin' 'round

The winter was so hard and cold froze ten feet 'neath the ground

Don't murder me

I beg of you don't murder me

Please don't murder me

I sat down to my supper

'Twas a bottle of red whisky

I said my prayers and went to bed

That's the last they saw of me

Don't murder me

I beg of you don't murder me

Please don't murder me

When I awoke the Dire Wolf six hundred pounds of sin was grinnin' at my window

All I said was Come on in

Don't murder me

I beg of you don't murder me

Please don't 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

Don't murder me

I beg of you don't murder me

Please don't murder me

Don't 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

Don't murder me

I beg of you don't murder me

Please don't murder me

Don't murder me

I beg of you don't murder me

Please don't murder me

No, no, no don't murder me

I beg of you don't murder me

Please don't murder me

Please don't murder me