Chords
Acalambrado

Key: E

Introduction:

     A                                                                             E 
O brazino rompe o laço
       B7                                                                         E 
Que já vinha com três tentos,
   A                                                                       E 
E um outro corta o espaço
 B7                                                                                 E 
No rumo, que é um pensamento..
                                                                   A 
Na cincha toda a perícia,
                                                                     E 
No golpe todo o cuidado 
                                                                             B7 
De que sabe busca a volta
                                                                             E 
Das voltas do acalambrado...
                                                             A 
Coloreia a vista o brazino
                                                                     E 
Berra de alma agachada,
                                                                   B7 
Firme raiz de querência
                                                                                     E 
Nas quatro patas estaquiadas...
     A 
  Se veio d'outra invernada
                                     E 
Ponta de vaca, enlotado
   B7 
Agora parou rodeio.
                                                     E 
Junto ao molho, acalambrado...
   A 
Garrão de touro sangrando
                                   E 
Na fúria da cachorrada...
 B7 
Cincha e trança de laço
                                                       E 
Brazão de pampa, a mirada!
 A                                                                   E 
Saca de pronto, paysano
   B7                                                       E 
Ponta de adaga afiada,
   A                                                             E 
O touro salta pra diante
   B7                                                       E 
Na sangria assinalada...
                                                                           A 
Talvez o ritual campeiro
                                                         E 
De xucra sabedoria,
                                                                       B7 
Sentir o cheiro da morte
                                                                   E 
Que coloreia a sangria...
                                                                         A 
Se vem o touro berrando
                                                                   E 
Força de laço e eguada,
                                                                         B7 
E o campo desacalambra
                                                                               E 
N'outra orelha assinalada...