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Ninguém Vê Os Tombo Que Eu Caio

Tom: D

Introdução: D    A7    D    

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Me dá um trago da tua canha, porque esta é de barril
Toca uma marca daquelas bem caborteira
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Com sotaque da fronteira, lá do garrão do Brasil
Toca gaiteiro que tu é dos bons, percebo
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Enquanto tu toca eu bebo, comigo não tem mistério
Quero dançar, mas me encabula e me apavora, e
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enquanto não chega a hora, mais um trago pro gaudério
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(Bebo a vontade, gasto os pilas e me desfalco
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E passo a noite solito, dançando em frente do palco
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O povo todo ri, me chamam de lacaio,                 Só vê os
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trago que eu bebo não vê os tombo que eu caio )
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Termina o baile vem o dia, eu tô borracho
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Nem o meu caminho eu acho, reconheço que eu tô feio
Saio pra fora e até com os parceiro resingo ,Nem mesmo
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meu próprio pingo,deixa eu chegar nos arreios
Sigo agarrando na parede, palmo e passo
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Tropicando num balaço, vou mais ou menos assim
Cabeça zonza e as pernas frouxas, me atrasa
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Termina o canto da casa e acaba o mundo pra mim =====>    (         )
Chego na estância, manhã de segunda-feira
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O capataz lá na mangueira me manda encilhar o xaveco
É um burro zaino e prá montar nele me custa
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tareco
A lida é braba, mas eu gosto desta vida
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Não pode é faltar bebida, pra quem bebe a revelia
Gaiteiro bom toca de ouvido a noite inteira
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E pra farrancho e borracheira, nunca faltou parceria