Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Jerry Garcia
Pedal steel guitar
Phil Lesh
Chant
Mickey Hart
Percussion
Bob Weir
Chant
Ron "Pigpen" McKernan
Chant
Bill Kreutzmann
Percussion
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Jerry Garcia
Paroles/Composition
Robert Hunter
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Grateful Dead
Production
Ron Wickersham
Ingénierie
Susan Wickersham
Ingénierie
Betty Cantor
Production associée
Bob Matthews
Production déléguée
Paroles
In the timbers of 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
'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
I beg of you, don't murder me
Please, don't murder me
When I awoke, the dire wolf
600 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
We sat down for a game
I cut my deck to the Queen of Spades
But the cards were all the same
Don't murder me
I beg of you, don't murder me
Please, don't murder me
Don't murder me
In the backwash of Fennario
The black and bloody mire
The dire wolf collects his due
While the boys sing 'round the fire
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
No, no, no, don't murder me
I beg of you, don't murder me
Please, don't murder me
Please, don't murder me
Writer(s): Robert Hunter, Jerome Garcia
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