Cifras
O Tempero Da Dona Iáiá

Tono: E

Introducción:

dificultad
muy difícil |||||
Introdução: E/    C#m/    F#m7/    B7/    G#m7/    C#m/    F#m7/    B7/    E  
     C#m        F#m7        B7     E  
......Só quem provou!            }    
                                        C#7                          F#7/9     
Só quem provou......é quem sabe         }    
                             F#m7/9                  B7(13)                          E6    
Como é gostoso....o tempero da Dona Iaiá    }    
          E/G#                                                                       F#m7     C#7    
Tempero que só pelo cheiro faz alucinar      }         Refrão    
          F#7/9                             B7(13)                                  Bm7/9     E7/9    
Molhado no seu refogado e no seu paladar    }    
                             A7+             B7(13)                                     E7+     C#7    
Dá água na bo...ca....só da gente lembrar    }    
                             A7+             B7(13)                                     E7+    
Dá água na bo...ca....só da gente lembrar      }    
             C#7                                        F#m7                                          B7                                     E  
Dos mais refinados quitutes, aos bons paparutes de carregação    
                                                             Bm                                     E7                                                        A  
Fica tudo cheirando gostoso e mais formoso quando Iaiá põe a mão    
                                                                  Am6                                                                                                E/G#    
Quando ela faz jus ao canudo que ganhou no estudo de forno e fogão    
                C#m                                     F#m7                                                             B7                                     E  
As panelas, gamelas e tachos, tremem em cima e embaixo de satisfação    
Refrão    
             C#7                                             F#m7                                          B7                                        E  
Dos restos mortais do domingo, ela faz na segunda, uma roupa velha    
                                                             Bm                                                  E7                                          A  
Incrementa toda terça-feira, um tripa à lombeira que é coisa séria    
                                                                        Am6                                                                                                  E/G#    
Na quarta é uma sopa de entulho, quinta é sarrabolho e sexta bacalhau    
                  C#m                                          F#m7                                  B7                                                E  
Chega sábado, é purê com língua e aí no domingo é aquele festival    
Refrão    
        C#7                                                  F#m7                                     B7                                             E  
O garfo foi contar pro prato que fez um relato pra colher de pau    
                                                                     Bm                                          E7                                     A  
Que na concha e na escumadeira, essa cozinheira é sobrenatural    
                                                  Am6                                                                                  E/G#    
Na sua caxanga na Penha, o fogão de lenha só falta falar    
                     C#7                                  F#m7                                     B7                                                  E  
Foi pra ela que Ary Barroso, compôs o famoso Os Quindins de Iaiá    
                                  E6/9    
Só quem provou!..    
Cifrada por : Rafa Satã    
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