Cifras
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Tono: F

Introducción:

dificultad
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F                                      C  
Apertei o nó do lenço
                                                        F  
Me arremanguei até o joelho
                                        C  
Ajeitei bem a melena
                                                        F  
Depois me olhei no espelho
                                                        C  
Entrei pra dentro da sala
                                                     F  
Cheia de prenda lindaça
                                             C  
E uma cordeona roncava
                                                        F  
Entre a poeira e a fumaça
F                                              C  
Gritava o dono do rancho
                                                     F  
"Dê - lhe boca no teclado"
                                                          C  
Com o chapéu sobre a nuca
                                                  F  
E um pala velho atirado
                                             C  
Salão ferveu de gente
                                                                     F  
Se guasqueando pros dois lados
                                          C  
Todo mundo corcoveando
                                                          F  
Que nem chibo empanturrado
F                                                 C  
O gaiteiro era dos buenos
                                          F  
E acalcava o vaneirão
                                             C  
Eu sai marcando passo
                                          F  
Bem no meio do salão
                                             C  
Com uma chinoca nova
                                          F  
Uma beleza de figura
                                                          C  
Que até parece que tinha
                                                F  
Uma mola na cintura
F                                            C  
O fandango pegou fogo
                                                F  
E a gente não se governa
                                                  C  
Eu sai com aquela china
                                                                F  
Se acavalando em minha perna
                                             C  
Aqueles cabelos negros
                                             F  
Chegavam me dar laçaço
                                                             C  
Quase igual a um pano preto
                                                          F  
Se estendendo no meu braço
F                                         C  
O salão ficou pequeno
                                                  F  
Sobre o piso ressequido
                                                          C  
E eu conversava com a prenda
                                          F  
Cochichando no ouvido
                                                C  
Mas que chinoca lindaça
                                                F  
Oigalê potranca louca
                                                  C  
Me chama de meu cusquinho
                                                                F  
E me cospe no céu da boca
F                                                      C  
Quando o sol meteu a cara
                                                     F  
Montei ligeiro num upa
                                                          C  
Quando o sol meteu a cara
                                                     F  
Montei ligeiro num upa
                                                C  
Sai assoviando fachudo
                                                        F  
Com uma estrela na garupa
                                                          C  
Quando o sol meteu a cara
                                                        F  
Montei ligeiro num upa