Chords
Arrotando Grama Boiadeira

Key: C

Introduction:

C  G7  C  G7  C  F  G7  C  
"Me criei campo afora saltando de madrugada
comengo mogango com leite e a carne gorda mal assada
                                                        G7                                                      C  
Fui parido numa mangueira de pura pedra sentada
                                                        G7                                              C  
Minha mãe quando me teve fico inté assustada
                                                G7                                                    C  
Não sabia se era gente ou cuiudo pra manada
Int.
                                     G7                                                 C  
José Rotilho Lima se chamava meu avô
                                                     G7                                                              C  
Ele dizia este meu neto é quem vai doma essas éguas
                                                             G7                                                                 C  
É indiático novo e disposto e pra loco não falta nada
                                          G7                                                            C  
É pegado no lombilho, só apeia pra tomar água
Int.
                                          G7                                                                    C  
Quando era rapazote a recém soltando os curnio
                                                          G7                                                                      C  
Meu pai me disse meu filho abandona um pouco o lombilho
                                                          G7                                                      C  
Já falei com a professora pra ela te redemoniá
                                                                G7                                                              C  
Nem que seja assinar o nome bem bom tu não vai ficar
Int.
                                                G7                                                         C  
No outro dia bem cedo, as quatro da madrugada
                                                          G7                                                                         C  
O fiambre já estava pronto, uma cabeça de ovelha assada
                                                                G7                                                 C  
E eu larguei frouxo nas aula no meio da gurizada
Int.
                                          G7                                                            C  
Dona Iza professora que me ensinou o abecê
                                                  G7                                                              C  
Quando foi dali um ano pra meu pai eu fui dizer
                                                     G7                                                              C  
Na aula eu não vou mais volto pra estância domar
                                                                             G7                                              C  
Porque as letras eu já aprendi só me falta acuierá            Bis