The National
3 bài
The Rains Of Castamere
Tone gốc Dm: Capo 5And [Bb]who are [D#]you, the [Bb]proud lord [Db]said, that [Bb]I must [D#]bow so [Db]low?[A#]Only a [Db]cat of a [A#]different [Db]coat, that's [Eb]all the [D#]truth I [Bb]know.In a [Bb]coat of [D#]gold or a [Bb]coat of [Db]red, a [Bb]lion [D#]still has [Db]claws, And [A#]mine are [Db]long and [A#]sharp, my [Db]lord, as [Eb]long and [D#]sharp as [Bb]yours.And [Bb]so he spoke, and [D#]so he spoke, that [Bb]Lord of Cas [D#]tamere, But [Em]now the rains weep [Eb]o'er his hall, with [Em]no one [D#]there to [Bb]hear.Yes [Em]now the rains weep [Eb]o'er his hall, and [Em]not a [D]soul to [Bb]hear⠀⠀
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Ramin Djawadi
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George R. R. Martin