Dire Wolf                                     Rukind-tab
(Robert Hunter)                                    Deadstein-tab

In the timbers to Fennario the wolves are running 'round
The winter was so hard and cold froze ten feet 'neath the ground
Don't murder me I beg of you, don't murder me 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
Don't murder me I beg of you, don't murder me Please don't murder me

When I awoke the Dire Wolf Six hundred pounds of sin
Was grinning at my window All I said was "Come on in"
Don't murder me I beg of you, don't murder me Please don't murder me

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

In the backwash of Fennario The black and bloody mire
The Dire Wolf collects his due while the boys sing round the fire
Don't murder me I beg of you, don't murder me Please don't murder me
I beg of you Please don't murder me