Cifras
Poema Sertanejo

B7                                              E  
Ah! Se eu pudesse,
                                  B7                                                                                                                 E  
     Dedicaria ao meu sertão mais uma prece.
B7                                                            E  
Ah! Mas não precisa não,
                                        B7                                                                                      E  
     Lá já existe a mais bonita oração.
             E                                                                                                                                    B7  
O sol desponta docemente nas montanhas,
                                                                                                                                                                                  E  
Tingindo em ouro os verdes solos das colinas,
                                                                                                                                                  B7  
A névoa branca submerge das entranhas,
                                                                                                                                                        E  
Na terra virgem da pureza das campinas.
                                                                                                                                        B7  
Vem o riacho entoando morro abaixo,
                                                                                                                                                        E  
E o canto lindo de um poema sertanejo,
                                                                                                                                                                  B7  
E a viola que em meus versos me consolo,
                                                E                            B7                                 E  
Este meu peito ansioso de desejo.    (refrão)
                                                                                                                                     B7  
Cai o orvalho derramando suas lágrimas,
                                                                                                                                                          E  
Por uma noite mal dormida menos fria,
                                                                                                                                        B7  
O Rouxinol lamenta triste suas mágoas,
                                                                                                                                          E  
Gorjeando a mais dolente melodia.
                                                                                                                                                     B7  
E o sertanejo bem nutrido louva à Deus,
                                                                                                                                                          E  
As suas plantas bem crescidas e vistosas,
                                                                                                                                                     B7  
Aqui só falta um alguém nos dias meus,
                                                                                                                                             E  
Para deixar a minha vida cor-de-rosa.    (refrão)