Grateful Dead - Dire wolf

^GIn the timbers to Fennario The ^Bbwolves are running ^Fround The ^Fwinter was so hard and cold Froze ten feet 'neath the ^Gground

Don't murder ^Fme ^G I beg of ^Cyou don't m^Eurder m^Fe ^GPlea^Fse don't murder m^Ce

I ^Gsat down to my supper T^Bbwas a bottle of re^Fd whisky I ^Fsaid my prayers and went to bed That's the ^Clast they ^Bsaw ^Bbof me ^Am #(you can even do without the B and Bb, just sounds to me a little better)

Don't murder ^Fme ^G I beg of ^Cyou don't m^Eurder m^Fe ^GPlea^Fse don't murder m^Ce

When ^BbI awoke the ^AmDire Wol^Gf Six ^Chundred ^Bbpounds of ^Fsin ^FWas grinning at my window All I said was Come on i^Gn

Don't murder ^Fme ^G I beg of ^Cyou don't m^E7urder m^Ame ^GPle^Fase don't murder m^Ce

The W^Bbolf came in ^AmI got my^G cards We s^Cat down ^Bbfor a ga^Fme ^FI cut my deck to the Queen of Spades But the cards were all the ^Gsame

Don't murder ^Fme ^G I beg of ^Cyou don't m^Eurder m^Fe ^GPlea^Fse don't murder m^Ce

In the ^Gbackwash of Fennario The ^Bbblack and bloody mi^Fre The ^FDire Wolf collects his due While the boys sing 'round the ^Gfire

Don't murder ^Fme ^G I beg of ^Cyou don't m^Eurder m^Fe ^GPlea^Fse don't murder m^Ce

No no no don'^Ft murde^Gr me I beg of ^Cyou Don't m^E7urder m^Ame ^GPle^Fase don't murder m^Ce