Grateful Dead - Dire wolf

In the t^Eimbers of Fennario the w^Dolves are running 'r^Aound. The w^Dinter was so hard and cold froze ten feet 'neath the gr^Eound. Don't murder ^Dme, ^E I beg of y^Aou,

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don't ^C#7murde

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r ^Dme, pl^Eease, d^Don't murder m^Ae.

I s^Eat down to my supper, '^Gtwas a bottle of red wh^Diskey. A G#7-G7-F#7 I said my prayers and went to bed, that's the last they saw of me. Don't murder ^Eme,^D I beg of y^Aou,

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don't ^C#7murde

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r ^Dme, pl^Eease, d^Don't murder m^Ae.

When^F#m I awoke, the D^Eire Wolf, six h^Aundr

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ed p^Gounds

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of s^Din, was grinning at my window, all I said was 'come on i^En' don't murder ^Dme, ^E I beg of y^Aou,

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don't ^C#7murde

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r ^F#mme, pl^Eease, d^Don't murder m^Ae.

The ^F#mWolf came in, I g^Eot my cards, we s^Aat

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down f^Gor

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a g^Dame I cut my deck to the Queen of Spades, but the cards were all the sa^Eme Don't murder ^Dme, ^EI beg of y^Aou,

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don't ^C#7murde

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r ^Dme, pl^Eease, d^Don't murder m^Ae.

In the b^Eackwash of Fennario, the bl^Dack and bloody m^Aire, T^Dhe Dire Wolf collect his due while the boys sing 'round the f^Eire. Don't murder ^Dme, ^EI beg of y^Aou, d

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on't m^C#7urde

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r ^Dme, p^Elease d^Don't murder ^Ame Don't murder ^Eme, ^DI beg of y^Aou, do

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n't m^C#7urde

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r ^F#mme, p^Elease d^Don't murder m^Ae Don't murder ^Eme, ^DI beg of y^Aou, do

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n't m^C#7urde

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r ^F#mme, p^Elease d^Don't murder m^Ae