In the timbers to Fennario,
The wolves are running 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,
'Twas 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,
When I awoke, the Dire Wolf,
Six hundred pounds of sin,
Was grinning at my window,
All I said was "Come on in".
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,