The Grateful Dead - Dire Wolf [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
In the timbers of Fennario
The wolves are running round
The winter was so hard and cold
Froze ten feet neath the ground

[Chorus]
Don't murder me
I beg of you don't murder me
Please
Don't murder me

[Verse 2]
I sat down to my supper
It was a bottle of red whiskey
I said my prayers and went to bed
That's the last they saw of me

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
When I awoke, the dire wolf
Six hundred pounds of sin
Was grinning at my window
All I said was, "Come on in"

[Chorus]

[Verse 4]
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

[Chorus]

[Verse 5]
In the backwash of Fennario
The black and bloody mire
The dire wolf collects his due
While the boys sing round the fire

[Chorus]