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Pátria de Campo

Tom: C

Introdução:  C#m   C#7   F#m   B7   E   A   G#7  

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 C#m                                                                             G#7 
Um jeito “paysano" de sentar as garras
                                                                                           C#m 
E o vento por farra tapeando o sombreiro
                                                                                             G#7 
De algum entrevero a coragem e o tino
                                                                                           C#m 
Topando o destino se forja um fronteiro
                                                                                         B7 
Destapo mistérios na cisma da estrada
                                                                                                   E 
Campeando pousada num rancho florido
                                       C#m                     A7                   G#7 
Bem donde a saudade se afoga na aguada
                                                                                     C#m 
Da boca pintada de um beijo perdido
                                                                                                             G#7 
Rio Grande vaqueano, minha pátria de campo
                                                                                                 C#m 
Sereno me acampo, com a alma num verso
                                                             A7                       G#7 
Levanto morada num sul que é sinuêlo
                                                                                                     C#m 
Juntando “peçuelos" que andavam dispersos
                                       C#7                                                           F#m 
Rio Grande vaqueano, minha pátria de campo
                                           B7                                             E 
Querência de tantos, iguais nesta lida
                                     C#m         A7                     G#7 
De pampa, cavalo, estância e rodeio
                                                                             C#m 
Que o choro do arreio é cantiga de vida.
 C#m                                                                               G#7 
A volta me aperta e eu dobro a parada
                                                                                                       C#m 
Pois tenho uma eguada que é até um desaforo
                                                                                     G#7 
Esmagam novilho na boca do brete
                                                                                                     C#m 
E chegam de frente nas aspas do touro