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Tono: B

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 B                                                                     F#                                                                   B 
Moro num sertão deserto Naquele mundão aberto
                                                                                   F# 
Não se vê ninguém por perto Do lugar que eu habito
                                                                     E                                                                     B 
Ao lado da minha roça Eu tenho minha palhoça
                                                                       F#                                                                     B 
Feita de madeira grossa E com folha de palmito
                                                                       F#                                                                       B 
Muita gente tem receio Não vai lá nem a passeio
                                                                     F#                               E                                 B 
Dizem que o lugar é feio Mas eu acho tão bonito
                                                         F# 
Pois é lá no cafundó Que sinto prazer maior
                                           E                                     B                       F#                                       B 
Dizem que tem lugar melhor Porém eu não acredito
 B                                                                     F#                                                                   B 
Vou dizer uma verdade Com toda sinceridade
                                                                 F# 
Só vim hoje pra cidade Comprar o que eu necessito
                                                                     E                                                         B 
Acabando de comprar Eu já vou me retirar
                                                                 F# 
Tenho pressa de voltar Pro meu recanto bendito
                                                                                           F#                                                           B 
Não me dou com esse ambiente Agitado e diferente
                                                                     F#                           E                             B 
O sotaque dessa gente Eu acho tão esquisito
                                                                           F# 
Por isso eu vou dar o fora Logo mais eu vou embora
                                           E                           B                       F#                                   B 
Pro meu rancho lá da flora Meu cantinho favorito
 B                                                                         F#                                                                                   B 
Lá no mato eu não dependo De ninguém me protegendo
                                                                         F# 
Do perigo eu me defendo Sou astuto e sou perito
                                                                                             E                                                                             B 
Mas quando eu chego na praça   já vou perdendo a graça
                                                               F#                                                               B 
O barulho e a fumaça Me deixa tonto e aflito
                                                           F#                                                     B 
Quero ver a olho nu o imenso céu azul
                                                                     F#                       E                           B 
E o meu cruzeiro de sul Brilhando no infinito
                                                                     F# 
O ar puro do sertão Não tem contaminação
                       E                   B                             F#                               B 
A única poluição É a fumaça do meu pito
 B                                                                     F#                                                                   B 
Não tenho grande estatura Nem tanta musculatura
                                                                     F# 
Sou carente de gordura Sou fino que nem um palito
                                                               E                                                                           B 
Mas tenho boa saúde E um pouco de juventude
                                                                     F#                                                                           B 
Apesar de homem rude Eu tenho meus requisitos
                                                                 F#                                                                                 B 
Adoro estar na floresta Vendo a natureza em festa
                                                                     F#                               E                                 B 
Apreciando a orquestra Dos bandos de periquitos
                                                                         F# 
Esta moda é uma imagem Da minha vida selvagem
                                           E                                 B                                       F#                                       B 
É uma forma de mensagem Que no mundo deixo escrito