Lannister Soldier (singing):
He rode through the streets of the city
Down from his hill on high
Over the winds and the steps and the cobble
He rode to a woman's side
For she was his secret treasure
She was his shame and his bliss
And a chain and a keep are nothing
Compared to a woman's kiss
All soldiers (join to sing chorus):
For hands of gold are always cold
But a woman's hands are warm
For hands of gold are always cold
But a woman's hands are ...
