Chords
Quando Me Perco Num Grito

Key: D

Introduction:

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A7    Dm    A7    Dm  
                        D                                                                 A7  
Venho do tempo em que a potrada veiaca
                                                                                D  
Tinha curnilho e maçaroca na cola
                F  
E matreriavam quando um par de boleadeiras
                          A7                                                      D  
Só por matreira faziam um vôo pachola
                                                                                     A7  
O entrevero das potradas e das domas
                                                                                                          D  
Moldaram a estampa do taura em cima das garras
                        F  
De peito aberto na volteada de um rodeio
                             A7                                                            D  
Pealando anseios de sobre-lombo e cuchara
                        G                                 A7                              D  
De peito aberto na volteada de um rodeio
                             G                            A7                            D  
Pealando anseios de sobre-lombo e cuchara
                     D                                                            A7  
Este costume de viver pelas estâncias
                                                                                                D  
Esta mania de cruzar de um pago ao outro
                             F  
Peguei faz tempo, sou do lombo do cavalo
                     A7                                                                 D  
Laço e pealo e não tenho medo de potro
                                                                                A7  
Trago na alma uma ansiedade xucra
                                                                                                     D  
De abrir meu peito e cantar a vida inteira
                        F  
Pois o destino me fez taura igual a tantos
                          A7                                                                      D  
E quando canto, sempre canto pra fronteira
                        G                                 A7                              D  
Pois o destino me fez taura igual a tantos
                        G                                 A7                              D  
E quando canto, sempre canto pra fronteira
                                D                                                            A7  
Sou Rio Grandense, Maragato sem costeio
                                                                                          D  
Morro peleando prá defender meu chão
                          F  
Pois este apego me faz guerreiro de novo
                             A7                                                      D  
E traz meu povo pra dentro do coração
                                                                                                  A7  
Ando no rastro das comparsas e das tropas
                                                                                                     D  
Que um certo dia se perderam campo a fora
                          F  
Fiquei solito mateando entre a fumaça
                          A7                                                              D  
Que me adelgaça a cada romper de aurora
                        G              A7                                      D  
Fiquei solito mateando entre a fumaça
                        G                      A7                                      D  
Que me adelgaça a cada romper de aurora
Talvez eu volte um dia numa trovoada