Dire Wolf(Live) - Grateful Dead

作词：Jerry Garcia/Robert Hunter

In the timbers to fennario

The wolves are running 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 whiskey

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 grinning 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

In the backwash of fennario

The black and bloody mire

The dire wolf collects his dues

While the boys sing around 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

Please don't murder me