Dire Wolf

Dire Wolf – Garcia/Hunter

[G]In the [D]timbers of Fennario,

the [F]wolves are runnin’ ‘[C]round,

The winter was so hard and cold,

froze ten feet ‘neath the [D]ground.

 

[D]Don’t murder [C]me, [D]I beg you,

[G]you don’t murder [C]me.

[D]Please[C], don’t murder [G]me.  [C]  [G]

 

I [D]sat down to my supper, ‘

’twas a [F]bottle of red whis[C]key.

I said my prayers and went to bed,

that’s the last they saw of [D]me.

 

[D]Don’t murder [C]me, I [D]beg you,

[G]You don’t murder [C]me

[D]Please[C], don’t murder [G]me[C][G]

 

[Em]When I awoke, the [D]dire wolf,

six [G]hundred [F]pounds of [C]sin,

Was grinnin’ at my window,

all I said was “Come on [D]in”

 

[D]Don’t murder [C]me, I [D]beg you,

[G]You don’t murder [C]me,

[D]Please[C], don’t murder [G]me[C][G]

 

[G]The [D]wolf came in,

I got my cards, we [F]sat down for a [C]game.

I cut my deck to the queen of spades

but the cards were all the [D]same.

 

[D]Don’t murder [C]me, I [D]beg you,

[G]You don’t murder [C]me

[D]Please[C], don’t murder [G]me[C][G]

 

[G]In the [D]backwash of Fennario,

the [F]black and bloody [C]mire,

The dire wolf collects his due

while the boys sing ’round the [D]fire.

 

[D]Don’t murder [C]me, I [D]beg you

[G]You don’t murder [C]me

[D]Please[C], don’t murder [G]me[C][G] [C] [D]

 

[D]Don’t murder [C]me, I [D]beg you

[G]You don’t murder [C]me

[D]Please[C], don’t murder [G]me[C] [G] [C] [D]