The Rains of Castamere - Peter Hollens

[00:04.310]And who are you, the proud lord said,
[00:08.180]That i must bow so low?
[00:13.410]Only a cat of a different coat,
[00:18.410]Thats all the truth i know.
[00:23.340]In a coat of gold or a coat of red,
[00:28.330]A lion still has claws,
[00:33.450]And mine are long and sharp, my lord,
[00:38.320]As long and sharp as yours.
[00:44.510]
[00:45.820]And so he spoke, and so he spoke,
[00:51.070]That lord of Castamere,
[00:56.180]But now the rains weep oer his hall,
[01:00.820]With no one there to hear.
[01:05.310]Yes now the rains weep oer his hall,
[01:10.720]And not a soul to hear.
[01:31.450]
[01:56.120]And so he spoke, and so he spoke,
[02:00.170]That lord of Castamere,
[02:05.280]But now the rains weep oer his hall,
[02:10.400]With no one there to hear.
[02:14.830]Yes now the rains weep oer his hall,
[02:20.510]And not a soul to hear.