Chords
ALMA DE GAITERO

Key: G

Introduction:

G  D7  G  
                                                                                                                        D7  
Me afastei pro meu rincão onde um dia fui guri
                                                                                                                G  
Com mágoas no coração por um amor que perdi
                                                          C                                                                    D7  
Calou-se a voz da garganta, calou-se a gaita manheira
                                                  C                                    D7                            G  
Passei remoendo silêncios envolto em lidas campeiras
Int.
                                                                                                                             D7  
Mas agora estou de volta pro entrevero do meu povo
                                                                                                                             G  
Quase morto de saudades pra tocar um baile de novo
                                                C                                                                      D7  
Tirar da alma da gaita um fiambrezito de esperança
                                                                C                            D7                            G  
Dando alento a quem precisa nos volteios de uma dança
Int.
                                                                                                                                D7  
E se num calor de um fandango numa destas madrugadas
                                                                                                                  G  
Este amor me aparecer não vou fazer quase nada
                                          C                                                                    D7  
Só o soluço da gaita vai me abrir as cicatrizes
                                                          C                                      D7                            G  
Num choro chucro por dentro lembrando os tempos felizes
Int.
                                                                                                                          D7  
Então puxo uma vaneira dando entono pro meu braço
                                                                                                                        G  
Passeio os olhos na sala pro controle do compasso
                                                  C                                                         D7  
Não existe nada igual a um surungo de galpão
                                                        C                      D7                         G  
E o suspiro de uma china debulhando o coração
Int.