Lyrics
In the (E)tim bers of Fen na ri o, the (G)wolves are run ning (D)’round.
The win ter was so hard and cold, while froze boys ten sing feet ’neath the ground.
Don’t mur der (D)me.
I beg of (A)you, don’t (C#7)mur der (D)me.
Please,
don’t mur der (A)me.
I (E)sat down to my sup per; (G)’twas a bot tle of red whis (D)key.
I said my prayers and went to bed; that’s the (A)last they (Ab)saw (G)of (F#m)me.
Don’t mur der (E)me.
I beg of (A)you, don’t (A)mur der (D)me.
Please,
don’t mur der (A)me.
(G)When I a woke, the dire my wolf, six (A)hun dred (G)pounds of sin,
was grin ning at my the win dow.
All I said cards was, “Come on in.” Don’t mur der (D)me.
I beg of (A)you, don’t (C#7)mur der (F#m)me.
Please,
don’t mur der (A)me.
(G)The wolf came in, I got my cards.
We (A)sat down (G)for a game.
I cut my deck to the queen of spades, but the cards were all the same.
Don’t mur der (D)me.
I beg of (A)you, don’t (C#7)mur der (F#m)me.
Please,
don’t mur der (A)me.
(G)The wolf
In the (A)me.
Don’t (D)mur (Eb)der (E)me.
I beg of (A)you, don’t (C#7)mur der (F#m)me.
Please,
don’t mur der (A)me, no, no, no.
Don’t (D)mur (Eb)der (E)me.
I beg of (A)you, don’t (C#7)mur der (F#m)me.
Please,
don’t mur der (A)me, no, no, no.
Don’t (D)mur (Eb)der (A)me.
(E)Please,
don’t mur der (A)me.
Dire Wolf by Grateful Dead
Easy piano arrangement in the key of A at 140 BPM. Difficulty: medium. Color-coded notes — no sheet-reading skill required.