Cifras
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Tono: E

Introducción:

E                                                            B7  
Ai que saudade que eu tenho da minha terra
                                                                                                                  E  
Daquele chão arado e da casa ao pé da serra
                                                                                                  B7  
Tinha candeia que dobrava a escuridão
                                                                                                                E  
Meu pai pegava a viola logo tinha multidão
                                                                                        B7  
Na sexta feira era reza na capela
                                                                                                                          E  
Tinha doces e quitandas chá da casca da canela
                                                                        F#                 B7  
Mas o progresso invadiu o meu sertão
                                                                                        A      B7E  
Um grande canavial hoje é a plantação
                                                             F#                         B7  
Que exagero eles só pensam em grana
                                                                        A                                    B7      E  
Parece que no futuro o homem só vai chupar cana
                                        E                                                         B7  
Tinha a lourdinha que ficava na janela
                                                                                                             E  
Eu de longe na espia queria casar com ela
                                                                                          B7  
A carpideira instrumento de matuto
                                                                                                          E  
O cavalo era enxuto logo tinha plantação
                                                                                     B7  
E no lugar que era o nosso paiol
                                                                                                        E  
Hoje é parafernalha produzindo o etanol