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Dire Wolf  Grateful Dead

[A]In the [E]timbers of Fennario, the [G]wolves are runnin' '[D]round,
[D]The winter was so hard and cold, froze ten feet 'neath the [E]ground.
[E]Don't murder [D]me, [E]I beg of [A]you don't murder [D]me.
[E]Pleas[D]e don't murder [A]me.
I [E]sat down to my supper, '[G]twas a bottle of red whis[D]key.
I said my prayers and went to bed, that's the [A]last they saw of [FDont murder E]me, [D]I beg of [A]you don't murder [D]me.
[E]Pleas[D]e don't murder [A]me.
[G]When I awoke, the [E]dire wolf, six [A]hundred [G]pounds of [D]sin,
[D]Was grinnin' at my window, all I said was "Come on [E]in"
[E]Don't murder [D]me, [E]I beg of [A]you don't murder [F[E]Pleas[D]e don't murder [A]me.
[FD]I cut my deck to the queen of spades but the cards were all the [E]same.
[E]Don't murder [D]me, [E]I beg of [A]you don't murder [F[E]Pleas[D]e don't murder [A]me.
In the [E]backwash of Fennario, the [G]black and bloody [D]mire,
The dire wolf collects his due while the boys sing 'round the [E]fire.
[E]Don't murder [D]me, [E]I beg of [A]you don't murder [D]me.
[E]Pleas[D]e don't murder [A]me.

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