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And who are you, the lord said,
That i must bow so
a cat of a different coat,
Thats all the i know.

In a of gold or a coat of red,
A lion has claws,
And mine are and sharp, my lord,
As and sharp as yours.

And so he spoke, and so he spoke,
That of Castamere,
But now the weep oer his hall,
With no one to hear.

Yes now the rains oer his hall,
And not a to hear.