歌词:
and who are you
the proud lord said
that i must bow
so low
only a cat of a diff-erent coat that's all the truth I know
in+a coat of gold or+a coat of red a li-on still has claws
and mine are long and sharp, my lord, as long and sharp as yours
and so he spoke, and so he spoke that lord of cast- am-ere,
but now the rains weep o'er his hall with no one there to hear
yes, now the rains weep o'er his hall, and not a so-u-l to hear
