Dire Wolf

G In the timbers to Fennario, Bb F The wolves are running round, F The winter was so hard and cold, G Froze ten feet ‘neath the ground. F G Don’t murder me, C E7 F
I beg of you, don’t murder me. G F C Please, don’t murder me.

G I sat down to my supper, Bb F ‘Twas a bottle of red whisky, F I said my prayers and went to bed, C C/B C/Bb Am That’s the last they saw of me F G Don’t murder me, C E7 F
I beg of you, don’t murder me. G F C Please, don’t murder me.

Am G When I awoke, the Dire Wolf, C Bb F Six hundred pounds of sin, F Was grinning at my window, G All I said was “Come on in”. F G Don’t murder me, C E7 Am I beg of you, don’t murder me. G F C Please, don’t murder me.

Am G The Wolf came in, I got my cards, C Bb F We sat down for a game. F I cut my deck to the Queen of Spades, G But the cards were all the same. F G Don’t murder me, C E7 Am I beg of you, don’t murder me. G F C Please, don’t murder me.

Am G In the backwash of Fennario, C Bb F The black and bloody mire, F The Dire Wolf collects his due, G While the boys sing ‘round the fire. F G Don’t murder me, C E7 Am I beg of you, don’t murder me. G F C Please, don’t murder me.