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Pisando Descalço

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Pisando descalço nesse chão molhado Deito do teu lado para relaxar
                                     Em7                                                                                                                                                                             Bm7 
Fazendo fogueira, sem eira nem beira Deitado na esteira vendo o luar
 Bm7                       Bbm7       Am7                                               D                                                 D#º                             Em7 
              Pego o meu violão Canto uma canção que já fez maluco se por a dançar
                                         C                                                                                       D                                                                                   Em7 
Aquele doce Que derrete a mente no desembaraço desse meu cantar
                                       C                                                                                   D                                                                                                       Em7 
Aquela morena De saia pequena com seus olhos grandes parece voar
                                                 C                                                                                                 D                                                                                         Em7       Bm7     Em7   Bm7 
Hoje na natureza Não importa a feira é dia de doideira e não de Trabalhar
                                 Em7                                                                                                                                                                                           Bm7 
Pisando descalço nesse chão molhado Deito do teu lado para relaxar
                                     Em7                                                                                                                                                                             Bm7 
Fazendo fogueira, sem eira nem beira Deitado na esteira vendo o luar
 Bm7                       Bbm7       Am7                                               D                                                 D#º                             Em7 
              Pego o meu violão Canto uma canção que já fez maluco se por a dançar
                                         C                                                                                       D                                                                                   Em7 
Aquele doce Que derrete a mente no desembaraço desse meu cantar
                                       C                                                                                   D                                                                                                       Em7 
Aquela morena De saia pequena com seus olhos grandes parece voar
                                                 C                                                                                                 D                                                                                                           Em7 
Hoje na natureza Não importa a feira é dia de doideira e não de Trabalhar
 C                                                                                       D                                                                                                   Em7 
        Não importa a feira é dia de doideira e não de Trabalhar
 C                                                                                       D                                                                                                   Em7 
        Não importa a feira é dia de doideira e não de Trabalhar
(solo 2x)

                                                   Em7                                                                                                                                                                               Bm7 
Brinco pelo espaço, estreitando laços Eu não tenho fardos para carregar
                                                   Em7                                                                                                                                                                               Bm7 
Minha vida é plena, não faço besteira Peço a padroeira pra me abençoar
 Bm7                   Bbm7               Am7                                               D                                             D#º                       Em7 
        Escuto meu coração Pois a minha razão muitas vezes atrapalha o meu pensar
                                                   C                                                                   D                                                                                                               Em7 
E ele me trouxe O discernimento justo no momento em que pensei parar
                                   C                                                                   D                                                                                                               Em7 
Saí do dilema Entre o asfalto duro e olhar paredes prefiro cantar
                                                 C                                                                     D                                                                                                                     Em7 
Hoje na natureza Não importa a feira é dia de doideira e não de trabalhar
 C                                                                                       D                                                                                                   Em7 
        Não importa a feira é dia de doideira e não de Trabalhar
 C                                                                                       D                                                                                                   Em7 
        Não importa a feira é dia de doideira e não de Trabalhar
 C                                                                                       D                                                                                                   Em7 
        Não importa a feira é dia de doideira e não de Trabalhar