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Rastros e Saudades

Key: E

Introduction:

E                                                                                                                                                                         G#m  
Ao sentir o pé no estribo, meu tordilho estremeceu 
                                                                                  A      Am                                                                         E  
Meu coração fica aí, quem parte agora sou eu.
                                                                                B7      A                                 E      B7                 E  
Meu coração fica aí, quem parte agora sou eu.
E                                                                                                                                                                                                                    G#m  
Me alcança um mate de estribo, minha prenda, eu não demoro.
                                                                                  A                            Am                                                                         E  
A tropear me vou gritando, pra que não vejam que choro!
                                                                                B7                            A                                 E            B7                 E  
A tropear me vou gritando, pra que não vejam que choro!
                                                                                     F#m                    B7                                                    G#m                         C#7  
Entre o campo e o céu azul, nas léguas de liberdade,
                                                                          F#m                    B7                                                            E  
Ficam rastros e carreiros, carregados de saudades...
                                                                                  B7                         A                    E              B7/F#                 E  
Ficam rastros e carreiros, carregados de saudades..
                                                                                          C#m                                                                                                    G#m  
A pena que ando penando, mais dura não pode ser,
                                                                                  Am                                                                         E  
Ter olhos para chorar, sem tê-los para te ver...
                                                                          G#m                         Gm                                                 F#m  
Ter olhos para chorar, sem tê-los para te ver.
                                                                                                B7                                                                                                                 E  
a pena que ando penando, mais dura não pode ser            (bis)
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  G#m  
Quando bem longe, minha prenda, vou te imaginar na aguada
                                                                                                          A                 Am                                                              E  
Sonhando sorver teus lábios, num beijo além dessa estrada.
                                                                                                             B7    A    E                                                         B7                                              E  
Sonhando sorver teus lábios, num beijo além dessa estrada.
                                                                                                                                                                                                G#m  
Pelos pousos e galpões, ficam ânsias mal dormidas,
                                                                        A                 Am                                                              E  
Segredadas ilusões, no tranco largo da vida.
                                                                        B7    A    E                         B7                                              E  
Segredadas ilusões, no tranco largo da vida
                                                                                                F#m              B7                                                    G#m                         C#7  
O preço da estrada longa é bem maior que a distância,
                                                                     F#m                    B7                                                            E  
Sofre comigo a milonga, querendo voltar pra estância.
                                                                                B7                         A                    E              B7/F#                 E  
Sofre comigo a milonga, querendo voltar pra estância.
                                                                                          C#m                                                                                                    G#m  
A pena que ando penando, mais dura não pode ser,
                                                                                  Am                                                                         E  
Ter olhos para chorar, sem tê-los para te ver...
 G#m      Gm      F#m)