Cifras
Os "Loco" Lá da Fronteira

Tono: G

Introducción:

                                 G7                                                 C                                                   D7                                         G 
Não afrochemo nem os lançante pois semo loco de dá com pau
                                                                                                             D7                                                                                                   G 
cruzemo a nado se o rio não da vau neste mundo veio flor de cabuloso
                                   Em                                                                     C                                           D7                                                         G 
  e o mala bruja quando esconde o toso nois esporiemo bem no sangrador
                                                                                                                   D7                                                                                                                 G 
em rancho de china se campiemo amor entremo sem sono e garantimo o poso
                                                   Em                                                           C                                                   D7                                                     G                   C 
em rancho de china se campeamo amor entremo sem sono e garantimo o poso
                                                                                                                                                                                                                               G 
Semo medonho no cabo da dança gostemo mesmo é do buchincho grosso
                                                                                                   D7                                                                                                 G 
que é pra sair tramando o pescoço ao trote largo nalguma rancheira
                                     Em                                                       C                                       D7                                                   G 
e bem campante, levantando poeira cousa gaúcha vicio de campanha
                                                                                                       D7                                                                                                     G 
  limpemo a guela num trago de canha pois semo loco de lá da fronteira
                                                       C                                                     G                                                                 D7 
2X   SEMO BEM LOCO LOCO DE BUENO MAS TEMO O VENENO NA
                                           G                                                                             D7                                                         C 
FOLHA DA FACA QUANDO SANGUE FERVE VIREMO A CABEÇA POR
                                   D7                                                             G 
DEUS PAISANO NINGUÉM ATACA

                                                                                     C                                                   D7                                                     G 
Nois semo loco lá da fronteira de raça tranqüila mas de pouca cincha
                                                                                                 D7                                                                                                                 G 
  e de vereda quando o lombo incha saiam de perto que a xucresa é tanta
                                               Em                                                   C                                                         D7                                                       G 
  cremo em percanta que seja percanta apartemo os maula pra outra invernada
                                                                                                 D7                                                                                                                   G 
  e a nossa bebida mais sofisticada é canha gelada num samba com fanta
                                           Em                                             C                                             D7                                                             G                   C 
e a nossa bebida mais sofisticada é canha gelada num samba com fanta
                                                                                                                                                                                                                   G 
Nos semo loco mas não semo bobo semo parceiro de quem é parceiro
                                                                                         D7                                                                                                   G 
nas horas brabas e no entrevero nunca dexamo um amigo solito
                                 Em                                           C                                                   D7                                         G 
pode ser feio, pode ser bonito mas é nosso jeito de levar a vida
                                                                                                               D7                                                                                                                         G 
por ser de campo e por gostar da lida é que volta e meia nois prendemo o grito
                                                       C                                                     G                                                                 D7 
2X   SEMO BEM LOCO LOCO DE BUENO MAS TEMO O VENENO NA
                                           G                                                                             D7                                                         C 
FOLHA DA FACA QUANDO SANGUE FERVE VIREMO A CABEÇA POR
                                   D7                                                             G 
DEUS PAISANO NINGUÉM ATACA