And who are you, the proud lord said,
Only a cat of a different coat,
that′s all the truth I know.
In a coat of gold or a coat of red,
And mine are long and sharp, my Lord,
as long and sharp as yours.
And so he spoke, and so he spoke,
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 who are you, the proud lord said,
Only a cat of a different coat,
that's all the truth I know.
In a coat of gold or a coat of red,
And mine are long and sharp, my lord,
as long and sharp as yours.
And so he spoke, and so he spoke,
But now the rains weep o'er his hall,
with no one there to hear.
Yes now the rains weep o′er his hall,