In the timbers of Fennario
The wolves are running round
The winter was so hard and cold
Froze ten feet neath the ground
Dont murder me
I beg of you, dont murder me
Please dont murder me
I sat down to my supper
It was a bottle of red whiskey
I said my prayers and went to bed
Thats the last they saw of me
Dont murder me
I beg of you, dont murder me
Please dont murder me
When I awoke, thе dire wolf
Six hundred pounds of sin
Was grinning at my window
All I said was, Come on in
Dont murdеr me
I beg of you, dont murder me
Please dont 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
Dont murder me
I beg of you, dont murder me
Please dont murder me
In the backwash of Fennario
The black and bloody mire
The dire wolf collects his due
While the boys sing around the fire
Dont murder me
I beg of you, dont murder me
Please dont murder me
Dont murder me
I beg of you, dont murder me
Please dont murder me
Dont murder me
I beg of you, dont murder me
Please dont murder me
No, no, no
Please dont murder me