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O Trem Que Leva Minas

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Introduction:

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O trem que leva minas tem fogo na caldeira
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Fumaça no cangote, tem lenha na fogueira
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Tem gosto de ferrugem, têm cheiro de ciranda
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De moças na janela por todas quinze bandas
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Sonhas não tem limites, nem placas "proibido"
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Lá vai o trem mineiro audaz e atrevido
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Se não vale do aço, vale do rio doce
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Como se a vida fosse
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Um viajar

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E sai de Itabira, Passou em Antônio Dias
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Drummond e Nova Era na era da alegria
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Na barra de Ipatinga, Acesita e Coronel,
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Lá vai o trem de Minas fumaça pelo céu
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O trem parou de novo tem o Três Corações
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O de Belo Oriente, outro de Cachueirões
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O outro representa, o topo da montanha
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Onde o olho arranha os chapadões

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Lá vai o maquinista, passou em Valadares
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Lá vai o trem de Minas fumaça pelos ares
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Um que desritmado como o coração da gente
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Agora a realidade a coisa e diferente
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Tão triste a gente fica ao ver o chão de agora
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Lá vai o trem mineiro vai por ai a fora
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Vai pelo império, lotado de minério
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E leva tudo pro exterior

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As coisas do passado tem gosto de saudade
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Me lembro de Itabira quando era de verdade
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Usando calças verdes, camisas amarelas
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As matas e tesouros que eu via da janela
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O trem que leva Minas mudou nossa cidade
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Levou nosso poeta Carlos Drummond de Andrade
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Comprou a nossa alma, usou a nossa calma
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E nós batemos palma, sem saber