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Key: E

Introduction:

E                                              A                            G#m7                              F#m7                 D#m7(5-)                 G#7(5+)                    C#m7/9E4  E7/9  
Encurvado olhos presos no seu rio                         Se abre o semblante                      do                                 guri
A7M/9                                 G#7(5+)                      C#m7                         F#7  
No caniço que se enverga            O braço sente o repuxo
F#m7                                                                    B7/9                    EB4  B7/9  
Sai prateando um outro lam              BA                      ri
E                                            A                              G#m7                                    F#m7                    D#m7(5-)         G#7(5+)  C#m7/9E4  E7/9  
Apresando porque a tarde vai cair                            Fisga um sonho na pergunta do anzol
A7M/9                                    G#7(5+)                                      C#m7                                            F#7  
Cada isca que ele tira                                            veste um riso de alegria
     A7M/9              F#7/A#                         B7  A/C#                                B/D#            EE4  E7/9  
Ao longe no horizonte feito Brasa                                              morre o sol
A7+                                    G#m7                 A7+                                    G#m7  
Logo mais tem pescaria é a primeira que ele sai
D#m7(5-)      G#7(5+)         C#m7/9              F#7                      F#7/A#                            A/B  Bb7(5-)  
Mas sem         boa isca amigo                    ele bem sabe              que não vai
A7+                                 G#m7                 A7+                                    G#m7  
Quem nasceu nessas ribeiras na fronteira do Uruguai
D#m7(5-)         G#7(5+)      C#m7/9    F#7                                 A/B                 E  
Vai morrer pescando um sonho igual ao pai, igual ao pai
Já faz tempo que os cardumes desse rio            Só existe nas histórias do avô