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