The Rains of Castamere

1. And [Em] who are [Bm] you, the [Em] proud Lord [D] said,
that [Em] I must [Bm] bow so [D] low?
[G] Only a [D] cat of a [G] different [D] coat,
that’s [Am] all the [Bm] truth I [Em] know.

2. In a [Em] coat of [Bm] gold or a [Em] coat of [D] red,
a [Em] lion [Bm] still has [D] claws,
And [G] mine are [D] long and [G] sharp, my [D] lord,
as [Am] long and [Bm] sharp as [Em] yours.

DK:
And [Em] so he spoke, and [Bm] so he spoke,
that [Em] Lord of Cas [Bm] tamere,
But [C] now the rains weep [Am] o’er his hall,
with [C] no one [Bm] there to [Em] hear.
Yes [C] now the rains weep [Am] o’er his hall,
and [C] not a [B] soul to [Em] hear