Intro: Bbm Ab Gb Bbm Verse: Bbm Now there once was a time when the northerners sang Ab of a king they had crowned: more a boy than a man, Gb Bbm More a pup than a wolf, with the cold of the realm in his eyes Bbm He’d broken a vow to the lords of the Twins: Ab Wed a stranger, a beauty, but a promise there’d been Gb Bbm So the Lord Frey demanded a bridegroom as compromise Chorus: Gb Db And the timbers groaned Ab Bbm River wind softly moaned, Gb Ab “Oh, the King in the North doesn't know Bbm How a red wedding goes.” Interlude: Bbm Verse: Bbm Well, the feasting was plenty and the singing in tune Ab And the Stark wolves, they howled ‘neath their northern moon Gb Bbm So loud were their cries that the closing of doors was drowned out Bbm Lady Catelyn alone had the river’s sharp ear Ab Heard dancing reels turn to the Rains of Castamere Gb Bbm In her skin and bones growled a creature of doubt Chorus: Gb Db And the timbers groaned Ab Bbm River wind softly moaned, Gb Ab “Oh, the King in the North soon will know Bbm How a red wedding goes.” Interlude: Bbm Verse: Bbm There were arrows and daggers, and the touch of them burned; Ab From players to slayers in an instant were turned Gb And the foreigner Queen was the first to fall under the knife Bbm With two arrows in him, the King crawled to her side Ab While his mother, she pleaded for the Lord to subside Gb Bbm But he’d taken their word, and to break it meant no right to life Chorus: Gb Db And the timbers groaned Ab Bbm River wind softly moaned, Gb Ab “Oh, the King in the North, now he knows Bbm How a red wedding goes.” Interlude: Bbm Verse: Bbm Lord Bolton approached; with a thrust to Robb’s heart Ab He gave him the Lannister Lions’ regards Gb Bbm And the king’s mother wept, for his last word had called her to him Bbm There was nothing she felt cutting Lady Frey’s throat Ab And she felt nothing more when they slashed her own Gb Bbm The North will remember, she thought, and they’ll have all your skins Chorus: Gb Db And the timbers groaned Ab Bbm Now the wolves lie below Gb Ab Oh, the King in the North, if he’d known Bbm How a red wedding goes Gb Db And the timbers groan Ab Bbm But the North waits; they know Gb Ab That one day the blood they are owed Bbm Will run ‘neath their soles Bbm Run 'neath their soles Bbm Run 'neath their soles.
