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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Grateful Dead
Performer
Jerry Garcia
Vocals
Bill Kreutzmann
Drums
Bob Weir
Vocals
Brent Mydland
Vocals
Mickey Hart
Drums
Phil Lesh
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jerry Garcia
Arranger
Robert Hunter
Songwriter
Bill Kreutzmann
Arranger
Bob Weir
Arranger
Brent Mydland
Arranger
Mickey Hart
Arranger
Phil Lesh
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jerry Garcia
Producer
Billy Rothschild
Assistant Engineer
Gregg Mann
Assistant Engineer
Michael Peri
Assistant Engineer
Dennis Leonard
Engineer
Don Pearson
Engineer
John Cutler
Engineer
Bill Candelario
Equipment Technician
Harry Popick
Equipment Technician
Jeffrey Boden
Equipment Technician
John Thomas
Equipment Technician
Laurence "Ram Rod" Shurtliff
Equipment Technician
Paul Roehlk
Equipment Technician
Steve Parish
Equipment Technician
Willy Legate
Equipment Technician
Greg Fulginiti
Mastering Engineer
Dan Healy
Producer
Amy Polan
Producer
Bettike Barsotti
Producer
Betty Cantor-Jackson
Producer
Bill Graham
Producer
Bob Barsotti
Producer
Bob Hall
Producer
Drew Holmes
Producer
Frank Stetler
Producer
James McGrath
Producer
Jan Rasmussen
Producer
John Scher
Producer
Mo Morrison
Producer
Peter Barsotti
Producer
Peter Michelini
Producer
Phil Guiliano
Producer
Rudy House
Producer
Scott Ferry
Producer
Shelley Diamond
Producer
Sherry Wasserman
Producer
Willy John Cashman
Producer
Bob Matthews
Recording Technician
Dan McInerney
Recording Technician
Jeff Hellman
Recording Technician
Lyrics
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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