And who are you?
The proud lord said
That I must bow so low
Only a cat of a different coat
That's all the truth I know
In a coat of gold or a coat of red
A lion still has claws
And mine are long and sharp, my lord
As long and sharp as yours
And so he spoke, and so he spoke
That lord of Castamere
And now the rains weep o'er his hall
With no one there to hear
And who are you?
The proud lord said
That I must bow so low
Only a cat of a different coat
That's all the truth I know
And so he spoke, and so he spoke
That lord of Castamere
And now the rains weep o'er his hall
With no one there to hear
And so he spoke, and so he spoke
That lord of Castamere
And now the rains weep o'er his hall
And not a soul to hear
And so he spoke, and so he spoke (Oh, so he spoke)
That lord of Castamere (Lord of Castamere)
And now the rains weep o'er his hall (Weep o'er his hall)
And not a soul to hear
Not a soul to hear
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And who are you?
The proud lord said
That I must bow so low
Only a cat of a different coat
That's all the truth I know
In a coat of gold or a coat of red
A lion still has claws
And mine are long and sharp, my lord
As long and sharp as yours
And so he spoke, and so he spoke
That lord of Castamere
And now the rains weep o'er his hall
With no one there to hear
And who are you?
The proud lord said
That I must bow so low
Only a cat of a different coat
That's all the truth I know
And so he spoke, and so he spoke
That lord of Castamere
And now the rains weep o'er his hall
With no one there to hear
And so he spoke, and so he spoke
That lord of Castamere
And now the rains weep o'er his hall
And not a soul to hear
And so he spoke, and so he spoke (Oh, so he spoke)
That lord of Castamere (Lord of Castamere)
And now the rains weep o'er his hall (Weep o'er his hall)
And not a soul to hear
Not a soul to hear
The proud lord said
That I must bow so low
Only a cat of a different coat
That's all the truth I know
In a coat of gold or a coat of red
A lion still has claws
And mine are long and sharp, my lord
As long and sharp as yours
And so he spoke, and so he spoke
That lord of Castamere
And now the rains weep o'er his hall
With no one there to hear
And who are you?
The proud lord said
That I must bow so low
Only a cat of a different coat
That's all the truth I know
And so he spoke, and so he spoke
That lord of Castamere
And now the rains weep o'er his hall
With no one there to hear
And so he spoke, and so he spoke
That lord of Castamere
And now the rains weep o'er his hall
And not a soul to hear
And so he spoke, and so he spoke (Oh, so he spoke)
That lord of Castamere (Lord of Castamere)
And now the rains weep o'er his hall (Weep o'er his hall)
And not a soul to hear
Not a soul to hear
Writer: Ramin Djawadi, George R. R. Martin
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group