Chords
No Rancho da Candoca

Key: D

Introduction: G    D7    G    

                                                                                                  D7  
Fui num fandango lá no rancho da Candoca
                                                                                                                             G  
Tinha um lote de chinoca, tipo um bando de chupim
                                                                                                D7  
E já se vieram, como no arroz da lavoura
                                                                                                                        G  
Umas pretas outras louras caindo em riba de mim
                                                                                                  D7  
Não sou modelo, nem um raio de esquisito
                                                                                                                          G  
Mas é ruim de ser bonito neste tempo de escassez
                        G7                                                                 C  
Diz o Damásio que nos bailes do rincão
                                                     D7                                                 G  
Quem não foge do batom é upa e vira freguês
                          D7                                                         G  
(Vamos moçada neste embalo do gaiteiro
                                     D7                                                              G  
Que a lua é clara podem dançar no entrevero
                          G7                                                                 C  
Todos já sabem, nos fandangos da Candoca
                                                                  D7                                                              G  
Depois que a china se enrosca não volta embora solteiro
(Intro)
                                                                                  D7  
E a velharada só espiava na janela
                                                                                                             G  
Eu grudado na mais bela, à moda de carrapato
                                                                                D7  
Pois a morena me tapava de carinho
                                                                                                          G  
Pra dançar agarradinho, até tirava o sapato
                                                                                                D7  
Já me encontrava perdido naquele enlevo
                                                                                                                     G  
Pisando leve nos trevos, com jeito de touro osco
                             G7                                                              C  
Cruzava a noite nos braços dessa chirua
                                                     D7                                                    G  
Vivendo o mundo da lua, sem perceber o enrosco
(Intro)
                                                                                          D7  
O Cantalício já chegou querendo briga
                                                                                                                                  G  
Puxou dum marca Formiga e deu quatro ou cinco estouro
                                                                                                     D7  
Eu quero ver se neste baile aqui tem homem
                                                                                                                        G  
Que apareça o lobisomem para enfrentar este touro
                                                                                                        D7  
O meu revólver já anda com o cano em brasa
                                                                                                                  G  
A mulher fugiu de casa e veio pra este bochincho
                                G7                                                            C  
Olhei pra china, era a tal mulher roceira
                                                     D7                                                                      G  
Me larguei numa capoeira mais veloz do que um capincho
(Intro)