Dire Wolf

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In the timbers to Fennario, wolves are running round,

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The winter was so hard and cold, Froze ten feet 'neath the ground.

Chorus:

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Don't murder me, I beg of you, don't murder me.

G   F                                   C

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

Chorus

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   When I         awoke, the Dire Wolf, Six hundred pounds of sin,

F                                                                                                G

Was grinning at my window, All I said was "Come on in".

Chorus

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.

Chorus

In the backwash of Fennario, The black and bloody mire,

The Dire Wolf collects his due, While the boys sing 'round the fire.

Chorus

No, no, no don't murder me.

I beg of you, Don't murder me.

Please, don't murder me.