Cifras
O Pinguço

Tom: A

Introdução:

A                                                                                 D  
Aquele pinguço que vai cambaleando
                                     E                                                    A  
Sorrindo e cantando a cumprir sua sina
                                                                                  E  
Já foi proprietário aqui nesta vila
                                                                                     A  
Da mansão mais linda da rua de cima
                                                                             D  
Porém certo dia um amor    arranjou
                                E                                      A  
E tudo passou em nomê da amada
                                                                                          E  
Que quando pegou os documentos na mão
                                                                                  A  
Naquela mansão proibiu sua entrada
B                                                                    E  
Agora é madame orgulhosa e rica
                             B                                 E  
A mansão bonita agora é sua
                                          D                                              A  
Assim perde um homem honesto e honrado
                     E                                            A  
O esfarrapado pinguço de rua
A                                                                                 D  
Coitado perdeu para a amante maldosa
                                E                                         A  
A mansão valiosa e tudo afinal
                                                                                                     E  
É a razão que um homem se entrega a bebida
                                                                          A  
Perdendo na vida ilusão e a moral
                                                                                        D  
Enquanto hoje dorme na calçada fria
                                        E                                         A  
Aquele que um dia foi homem de bem
                                                                                E  
Em cama de prata feliz sonha agora
                                                                                          A  
Quem foi em outrora mulher de ninguém