Grateful Dead - Dire Wolf [Jarhrhundert Halle, Frankfurt, West Germany (4/26/72)] lyrics

In the timbers to Fennario The 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