Dire Wolf Lyrics
| Song | Dire Wolf |
| Artist | Grateful Dead |
| Album | Road Trips, Vol. 3, No. 3: Fillmore East 5-15-70 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Garcia, Hunter | |
| In the timbers to | |
| FennarioThe wolves are runnin' 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 | |
| It was 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" | |
| But 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 | |
| Don't murder me | |
| In the backwash of | |
| FennarioThe 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 | |
| Don't murder me, | |
| I beg of you | |
| Don't murder me, please, don't murder me | |
| No, no, no don't murder me, | |
| I beg of you | |
| Don't murder me, please, don't murder me | |
| Please, don't murder me |
| zuo ci : Garcia, Hunter | |
| In the timbers to | |
| FennarioThe wolves are runnin' 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 | |
| It was 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" | |
| But 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 | |
| Don' t murder me | |
| In the backwash of | |
| FennarioThe 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 | |
| Don' t murder me, | |
| I beg of you | |
| Don' t murder me, please, don' t murder me | |
| No, no, no don' t murder me, | |
| I beg of you | |
| Don' t murder me, please, don' t murder me | |
| Please, don' t murder me |
| zuò cí : Garcia, Hunter | |
| In the timbers to | |
| FennarioThe wolves are runnin' 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 | |
| It was 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" | |
| But 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 | |
| Don' t murder me | |
| In the backwash of | |
| FennarioThe 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 | |
| Don' t murder me, | |
| I beg of you | |
| Don' t murder me, please, don' t murder me | |
| No, no, no don' t murder me, | |
| I beg of you | |
| Don' t murder me, please, don' t murder me | |
| Please, don' t murder me |
Similar Songs
YouTube Results (More on YouTube)