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.

Em
In a coat of gold or a coat of red,
                                 F#m
a lion still has claws,
    G                           F#m
And mine are long and sharp, my lord,
   G        F#m      Em
as long and sharp as yours.

    Em               G
And so he spoke, and so he spoke,
     Em             G
that lord of Cast-a-mere,
    C                  B
But now the rains weep o'er his hall,
     G      F#m      Em
with no one there to hear.

    C                  B
Yes now the rains weep o'er his hall,
    G     F#m     Em
and not a soul to hear. (2x)


---solo---

    Em               G
And so he spoke, and so he spoke,
     Em             G
that lord of Cast-a-mere,
    C                  B
But now the rains weep o'er his hall,
     G      F#m      Em
with no one there to hear.

    C                  B
Yes now the rains weep o'er his hall,
    G     F#m     Em
and not a soul to hear. (2x)