The Rains of Castamere (Violin Cover) Peter Hollens (Ft. Taylor Davis)
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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, a coat of red
A lion still has claws
And my are long and sharp, my lord
As long and sharp as yours
And so he spoke, and so he spoke
That lord of Castamere
But now the rains weep o'er his hall
With no one there to hear
Yes, now the rains weep o'er his hall
With not a soul to hear
Oh hands of gold are always cold
But a woman's hands are warm
Yes, hands of gold are always cold
But a woman's hands are warm
And so he spoke, and so he spoke
That lord of Castamere
But now the rains weep o'er his hall
With no one there to hear
Yes, now the rains weep o'еr his hall
With not a soul to hear
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, a coat of red
A lion still has claws
And my are long and sharp, my lord
As long and sharp as yours
And so he spoke, and so he spoke
That lord of Castamere
But now the rains weep o'er his hall
With no one there to hear
Yes, now the rains weep o'er his hall
With not a soul to hear
Oh hands of gold are always cold
But a woman's hands are warm
Yes, hands of gold are always cold
But a woman's hands are warm
And so he spoke, and so he spoke
That lord of Castamere
But now the rains weep o'er his hall
With no one there to hear
Yes, now the rains weep o'еr his hall
With not a soul to hear
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