The Rains Of Castamere

The Rains of Castamere- The National

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.

Em

In a coat of gold or a coat of red,

F#m

a lion still has claws,

G F#m

And mine are long and sharp, my lord,

G F#m Em

as long and sharp as yours.

Em G

And so he spoke, and so he spoke,

Em G

that lord of Cast-a-mere,

C B

But now the rains weep o'er his hall,

G F#m Em

with no one there to hear.

C B

Yes now the rains weep o'er his hall,

G F#m Em

and not a soul to hear. (2x)

---solo---

Em G

And so he spoke, and so he spoke,

Em G

that lord of Cast-a-mere,

C B

But now the rains weep o'er his hall,

G F#m Em

with no one there to hear.

C B

Yes now the rains weep o'er his hall,

G F#m Em

and not a soul to hear. (2x)