Chords
Ladrão de Terra

Key: C

Introduction: C    G7    C    G7    C    

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C                                              G7                                                            C  
Tinha eu catorze anos, quando deixei meu estado
                                             G7                                                    C  
Meu pai era sitiante trabaiador e honrado
                                                        G7                                                         C  
Por este mundão de Deus, eu dei murro no pesado
                                                          G7                                                            C  
Quando a sorte me sorria o meus plano foi cortado
             C7                                 F                                                              G7  
Triste notícia chegava, meu destino transformava,
                                                     C    G7  C  G7  C  
eu fiquei um revortado.
C                                              G7                                                         C  
Meu pai tinha falecido na carta vinha dizendo
                                                     G7                                                              C  
As terra que ele deixou minha mãe cabou perdendo
                                                          G7                                                            C  
Para um grande fazendeiro que abusava dos pequeno
                                                             G7                                                            C  
Meu sangue ferveu na veia quando eu fiquei sabendo
                  C7                                 F                                                         G7  
Invadiram as terras minha tocaram minha mãezinha
                                                             C      G7  C  G7  C  
pra roubar nossos terreno.
C                                                      G7                                                         C  
Eu vortei pra minha terra foi com dor no coração
                                                     G7                                                         C  
Procurando meus direito eu entrei num tabelião
                                                G7                                                 C  
Quase que também caía nas unha dos gavião
                                                          G7                                                      C  
Porque o dono do cartório protigia os embrulhão
             C7                                         F                                                         G7  
Me falou que o fazendeiro, tinha rios de dinheiro
                                                          C      G7  C  G7  C  
pra gastar nesta questão.
C                                                    G7                                                         C  
Respondi no pé da letra não tenho nenhum tostão
                                                                G7                                                 C  
Meu dinheiro é dois revorvi e balas no cinturão
                                                          G7                                                    C  
Se aqui não tiver justiça, para minha proteção
                                                        G7                                                            C  
Vou mandar os trapaceiro pra sete parmos de chão
          C7                                    F                                                              G7  
Embora sai uma guerra, vou matá ladrão de terra
                                                  C  
dentro da minha razão.
                                                     G7  
Negar terra pro cabocl ai ai
                                                                     C  
É negar pão pro nossos filho ai ai
                                                G7  
Tirá terra dos caboclo ai ai
                                                             C  
É tirá o Brasil do trilho ai ai.
C                                                    G7                                                 C  
Nois tava de onze a onze na parada nesse dia
                                                G7                                                      C  
O pobre é carta baxa e os rico são as mania
                                                G7                                                    C  
Foi uma chuva de bala só capanga que corria
                                                G7                                                              C  
Foi pela primeira vez, que o dinheiro não valia
          C7                            F                                                                    G7  
O baruio acabô cedo, mim entregaram foi de medo
                                                        C      G7  C  G7  C  
terras que me pertencia.
                                                     G7  
Na cerca de minha terra ai ai
                                                        C  
Nem mexê ninguém magina ai ai
                                             G7  
Os arame são de bala ai ai
                                                C                         G7  C  G7  C  G7  C  
Com morão de carabina ai ai

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