Cifras
De São Paulo a Belém

Tom: D

Introdução: D    G    D    G    D    G    D    

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G                                      D                            C                    G  
Deu um arrocho no peito eu fiquei apavorado
                                                     D                      C                         G  
São Paulo ficou pequena o lugarzinho abafado
                                                  C                      D                      G  
Peguei a Via Anhanguera e a coisa ficou pior
                                                        D                            C                    G  
Quando passei em Campinas dava pena dava dó
                                                D                            C                              G  
No trevo de Americana pensei não vou aguentar
                                          D                            C                            G  
De Limeira até araras fui chorando sem parar
                                        C                                 D                 G  
Numa parada em Leme dei um alô a plateia
                                                D                            C                                 G  
Foi lá em Pirassununga que eu tive uma boa ideia
                                                  A7                                                 D  
Fui parar em Ribeirão tomar um Chopp gelado
                                                  C                                            D                      G  
De lá eu passei em Franca comprei uma bota invocada
                                             D                                    C                            G  
E na festa de Barretos cheguei muito apaixonado
                                                        D                                              G  
A saudade é um prego coração é um martelo
                                                             D                                                              G  
Fere o peito e dói na alma e vai virando um flagelo
                                                        D                                              G  
A saudade é um prego coração é um martelo
                                                             D                                                              G  
Fere o peito e dói na alma e vai virando um flagelo
                                                        D                                              G  
A saudade é um prego coração é um martelo
                                                             D                                                              G  
Fere o peito e dói na alma e vai virando um flagelo
                                                        D                                              G  
A saudade é um prego coração é um martelo
                                                             D                                                              G  
Fere o peito e dói na alma e vai virando um flagelo
 D    G    D    G)  
G                                            D                              C                              G  
De Uberaba a Uberlândia fui contemplando a beleza
                                                        D                                    C                    G  
Dando um tapa na saudade ouvindo moda sertaneja
                                             C                            D                    G  
Cidade de Araguari do meu pranto era prova
                                                     D                         C                                 G  
Fui curar minha ressaca nas águas de Caldas Novas
                                                                  D                    C                      G  
Tem coisas que a gente pensa coração fica doente
                                                D                      C                                    G  
Pensei na lua de mel na pousada do Rio quente
                                                  C                            D                         G  
E no trevo de Morrinhos chorando igual criança
                                                          D                              C                              G  
De encontrá-la em Goiânia eu vou cheio de esperança
                                          A7                                                                    D  
E se na linda Goiânia eu não encontrar ninguém
                                                     C                            D                         G  
Amanhã bem cedo eu sigo com destino a Belém
                                                  D                                      C                                    G  
Vou até no fim do mundo mas quero encontrar meu bem
                                                        D                                              G  
A saudade é um prego coração é um martelo
                                                             D                                                              G  
Fere o peito e dói na alma e vai virando um flagelo
                                                        D                                              G  
A saudade é um prego coração é um martelo
                                                             D                                                              G  
Fere o peito e dói na alma e vai virando um flagelo
                                                        D                                              G  
A saudade é um prego coração é um martelo
                                                             D                                                              G  
Fere o peito e dói na alma e vai virando um flagelo
                                                        D                                              G  
A saudade é um prego coração é um martelo
                                                             D                                                              G  
Fere o peito e dói na alma e vai virando um flagelo
 G    D    C    G)