And [Dm]who are [A7]you, the [Dm]proud lord [A]said
That [Dm]I must [A7]bow so [C]low?
Only[F] a cat[C] of a [F]different [C]coat
That's [Gm]all the truth I [A7]know
In a [Dm]coat of [A7]gold or a [Dm]coat of [A]red
A [Dm]lion [A7]still has [C]claws
And [F]mine are [C]long and [F]sharp, my [C]lord
As [Gm]long and [A7]sharp as [Dm]yours
And [Dm]so he spoke, and [Am]so he spoke
That [Dm]lord of [Am]Castamere
But [Bb]now the rains weep [Gm]o'er his hall
With [Bb]no one [A7]there to [Dm]hear
Yes, [Bb]now the rains weep [Gm]o'er his hall
And [Bb]not a [A7]soul to [Dm]hear
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