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And who are you, the proud lord said,
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that I must bow so low?
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Only a cat of a different coat,
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that's all the truth I know.
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In a coat of gold or a coat of red,
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a lion still has claws,
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And mine are long and sharp, my lord,
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as long and sharp as yours.
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And so he spoke, and so he spoke,
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that lord of Castamere,
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But now the rains weep o'er his hall,
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with no one there to hear.
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Yes now the rains weep o'er his hall,
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and not a s-o-ul to hear.