Chords
O Inverno

Key: D

Introduction:

Dm    A7    Dm  
                                                        A7                                                      Dm  
Segredou-me o vento sul que cabresteia o inverno
                          Bb                    A7                                                         Dm  
Cantando nas casuarinas rompendo folhas e cerne
  Gm                                 F                         A7                                                    Dm  
Lãs que tenho, lenha pouca silêncios de quase um ano
Gm                                                 Dm                                                 A7                                                         Dm  
Sabenças que armazenei insuficientes, bem sei, para enfrentar o tirano
     A7                                                            Dm  
Qual general de campanha vai mandar o minuano
        A7                                                 Dm  
Virá com mil artimanhas intimidar o meu rancho
     Gm                                                    Dm  
E eu silente mateando fogo de chão caprichado
          C                 Bb                 A7                                                    Dm  
No meu pala enrodilhado vou me quedar esperando
                                                             Bb                                                    A7  
Nunca o temi, que o varal de charque era lotado
                                                                                                             Dm  
Cavalo bem amilhado vinho prá cem madrugadas
Gm                              F                            A7                                                 Dm  
Erva mansa, quincha buena de Santa Fé, despontada
Gm                                         Dm                                                              A7                                                         Dm  
Violão para as insônias que por amargas e longas, tinha a alma calejada
                                     Bb7         A7                                                            Dm  
Já nem mais canto milongas temendo o embate fatal
                             Bb            A7                                                    Dm  
Dá pena ver o varal sem a fartura das mantas
Gm                                                      F              E7                                         A7  
Não sei se ri, ou se canta o vento quando ultrapassa
Gm                                                         Dm      A7                                         Dm  
Não estou chorando, senhores é o efeito da fumaça
  Gm                                                      Dm      A7                                         Dm  
Não estou chorando, senhores é o efeito da fumaça