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Por Deus agora eu vou voltar lá pra minha terra
                                                                                                 C                                                                                                                                 G                 D 
Pra minha casinha lá no pé da serra, Vou pra longe da loucura aqui da capital
               G                                                                                                       D 
Pra dar comer aos bichos no meio de terreiro
                                                                                                             C                                                                                                                                 G       D 
Ver o sol se por de baixo de umbuzeiro e colher feijão verde no próprio quintal
 G                                                                                                       D           C                                                                                                     G               D 
Lá agente acorda ao som dos passarinhos, Já aqui a cantoria é feita por buzinas
 G                                                                                                                       Am 
Lá em nós só se ver coisa ruim pelo jornal
                                                                                           C                                                                               D                                               G 
É muito diferente aqui da capital, onde se encontra um morto a cada esquin
 G                                                                                                                                                       D 
Lá em nós é tudo simples e faz gosto ver os ´mininin´
                                                                                             C                                                                                                                                   G                   D 
Com bola de meia jogando mirim, improvisando as traves com liga e pendão
 G                                                                                                                               D 
Lá a palavra de um homem é mais que sagrada
                                                                                                           C                                                                       D                                                                 G           D 
Já aqui na capital não vale quase nada, nesta selva só se compra no cheque ou cartão
 G                                                                   D                                     C                                                                                     G                 D 
Lá a medicina é toda caseira e ainda tem dona Angelina para me rezar
 G                                                                                                                           Am 
Já aqui se pega ficha e não dá pra quem queira
                                                                                                                                           C                                                                                                                             G             D 
Se passa o dia em fila e as vezes a noite inteira e só Deus sabe quando vão se consultar
 G                                                                                                       D 
Aqui a nova onda agora é ir pra balada
                                                                                                     C                                                                                                                               G             D 
Sair para curtir em plena madrugada, sem compromisso certo a moda é ficar
                             G                                                                                                           D 
Já lá em nós é tudo diferente, é paixão verdadeira
                                                                                                           C                                                                                                                                         G           D 
Começa com forró ao redor da fogueira e agente só deita com ela depois de casar
 G                                                                               D 
Eu quero voltar pra minha terra
                               C                                                                         G             D 
Pois não há melhor lugar pra se viver
 G                                                                                 Am                                                                                       C 
Vou pro meu pedacinho de terra, vou pra bem longe dessa guerra
                                               D                                 G                   D 
Onde se mata pra sobreviver.