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Qualé?

Tom: F

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C  
As i walk thru the valley of the shadow of death
I will fear no evil
C                                                                                    F                                                                 C                                                            F  
O guarda achou um cigarro estranho e falou que era meu
                  C                                         F                                            C                                                                            F  
Eu disse: "se você achou o cigarro, o cigarro é seu"
                        C                                                                         F                                      C                                         F  
Ele então quis me levar pro delegado esclarecer
                                     C                                                                                                         F                                                                                                 C                                                                            F  
Ora bolas, se você achasse um milhão de dólares de quem será que a grana iria ser?
                        C  
Raggamuf
                             F  
Qualé?
                                                                                                  C  
Just because I'm a rasta
                                     F  
Por quê?
                C                                                                    F                                                                                         C                                                         F  
Eu sempre entro nessa, meu bem, não sei qual é a explicação
             C                                                                    F                                                 C                                                                                              F  
Acho que é o meu cabelo, a galera pensa que eu sou doidão
                        C         F                         C      F  
Só deixei embaraçar meu cabelo pra ficar maneiro
                          C                                                                                                                      F  
Ora, é só passar por mim um camburão, duas velhinhas
                                        C                                                                                         F  
Qualquer um já grita logo: maconheiro!
                                C                                                                                                      F  
A jus. Weaping and mourning and nashing
                                                                        C  
Of teeth and the youth them in the street
                                  F  
No have no food fi eat
F  
     Não sou avião
G  
     Não sou maconheiro
Am  
        Eu só pedi um cigarro na mesa do bar
F  
        Que culpa é da gente
G  
        Se aí o gerente
Am  
        Traz uma morra de brenfa pra gente queimar
                        C  
Raggamuf
                             F  
Qualé?
                                                                                                  C  
Just because I'm a rasta
                                     F  
Por quê?