Cifras
Milonga do Contrabando

Tom: B

Introdução:

dificuldade
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Am7  D7  G7+  C  F#m7(5-)  B7Em  
Em  B7Em  CEm  B7Em  
                                C                 B7                                                    Em  
Velha milonga Argentina, Uruguaia e Brasileira
                                                             B7                                                      Em  
Contrabandeaste a fronteira, na alma dos pajadores
                                C                    B7                                                    Em  
Sempre a falar dos amores, na tua rima baguala
                                             B7                                                      Em  
Se diferente na fala, no cantar de cada um
  E7                                            Am              G                                 B7Em  
Tens esta pátria comum, no pampa todos iguala
Int.
                                     C         B7                                                    Em  
Recorrendo a pulperia, velha milonga campeira
                                                          B7                                                                      Em  
Que nas carpas de carreira, sempre um pinho se destapa
                                C              B7                                                         Em  
Milonga de gente guapa, suspiras num bordoneio
                                                                B7                                                            Em  
A história de um tombo feio, de alguma maula judiada
                E7                      Am                                            G                              B7Em  
Chamarisco derramada, quando ao cantar de um floreio
Int.
                                  C              B7                                                                 Em  
Milonga que noite adentro, vive a rondar os fogões
                                                B7                                                            Em  
Falando em revoluções, em entreveiros de adaga
                                  C                 B7                                                            Em  
Milonga que não se apaga, do ritual do rancherio
                                                  B7                                                 Em  
Que todo índio bravio desdobra meio pachola
     E7                                                    Am                                         G                 B7Em  
Quando ao cantar se consola, bombeando o catre vazio
Int.
                                  C         B7                                                    Em  
Por isso velha milonga, já calejado dos anos
                                                          B7                                                                         Em  
Vim cantar meus desenganos dos quais não guardo rancores
                                        C            B7                                                                         Em  
São penas dos meus amores, que fui guardando a lo largo
                                                  B7                                                                 Em  
Cada um tem a seu cargo, um destino que lhe guia
                E7                            Am                 G                                 B7Em     Em6  
E as penas são ironia, é o doce do mate amargo
Int.