The National - The rains of castamere

And ^Amwho are you, the proud lord said That I must bow so ^Glow? O^Cnly a cat of a different coat That's ^Dmall the truth I ^Emknow

In a ^Amcoat of gold or a coat of red A lion still has ^Gclaws And ^Cmine are long and sharp, my lord As ^Dmlong and sharp as y^Emours

And ^Amso he spoke, and ^Emso he spoke That ^Amlord of Casta^Emmere But ^Fnow the rains weep ^Dmo'er his hall With ^Fno one ^E7there to ^Amhear Yes, ^Fnow the rains weep ^Dmo'er his hall And ^Fnot a ^E7soul to ^Amhear