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Desse Sul Que É Nosso

Tom: D

Introdução: D    D7    G    G    D    E7    

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  D/F#                                                                                                                                                                                              A  Em  
Num trocar de orelha Que meu pingo avisa         Quando chega a hora de se apresenta
                                                                                                                                                                                  A7                      D/F#  
Um palmear de laço Trazendo uma ânsia                      No saltar das veias    Pro céu destapar
D/F#                                                                                                                                                                                                      A  Em  
Um riscar de couro Que o garrão tenteia            Pra deixar no pelo um refletir de sol
                                                                                                                                             A7  
Um atar de lenço Maragato e meio         De causar inveja no própio arrebol
D/F#  
Num quebrar de costela      Daqueles que agente
                                          D7                                                      G  
Conquista e presente         Que é    d' alguém do sul
  G                                                                                                      D/F#  
Deste sul que é nosso      e    Só a gente tem
                                             E7                                                    A2x  
Do verde mais verde         Do céu mais azul
D/F#                                                                                                                                                                                              A            Em  
Um pontear de pinho      Daqueles que as léguas de saudade dela      Se apequena em mim
                                                                                                                                                        A7                                 D/F#  
Um florear de gaita    Que esse desgraçado debocha da mágoa      Retrucando assim
D/F#                                                                                                                                                                                              A  Em  
Um acoar de cusco         De levar por diante         Todo o desaforo de um zebú    gavião
                                                                                                             A7                                                                                    D/F#  
Um passar de cuia      Pra sentir que a vida      É bem mais bonita quando estende a mão