Dire Wolf Lyrics

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