Cifras
Sob As Mangas do Aguaceiro

Tom: A

Introdução: Am    E7    Am    E7    Am    F    C    E7    Am    E7    

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                        Am                                                                 F  
A manga calma de transforma em aguaceiro
                                                                                          Am  
O chuvisqueiro desentoca um campomar
                     E7                                                            Am  
Que se tolda em cima d?um baio-oveiro
                                  F                              E7                            Am      E7  
Com seu sombreiro que tombeia ao desaguar
                                                                                                F  
Fechou seis dias que eu lido no alagado
                                                                                  Am  
E o banhado já virou um tremendal
                     E7                                                                    Am  
Onde é várzea se tornou tudo encharcado
                          F                 E7                            Am  
Campo dobrado ventente de lamaçal
                     G7                                                                 C  
Até a baeta do meu poncho está molhada
                             E7                                                    Am  
Garra ensopada de varar passo e sanga
                F                                                            Am  
O galpão virou um varal de arreios
                          F                         E7                      Am  
Oreando aperos enxaguados pela manga
                  Am                                                                 F  
O gado berra nostalgiando o tempo feio
                                                                                                             Am  
E a parelha do arreio calejou-se das bastera
                          E7                                                            Am  
Lombo molhado pra pisar foi bem ligeiro
                                                     F                         E7                            Am      E7  
Inda a força do potreiro tá debaixo da aguaceira
             Am                                                         F  
Uma estiada negaceia por matreira
                                                                                                                Am  
Com cisma de caborteira vem escondendo a cara
                             E7                                                                    Am  
Do meu galpão sorvo as horas tramando tentos
                                                F                              E7                            Am  
Desquinando pensamentos, remendando alguma garra
                                G7                                                            C  
Então me olvido empreitando esta faína
                                          E7                                                              Am  
Pois a força divina, jamais falha e nunca erra
                        F                                                    Am  
Talvez chuva seja o adubo já gasto
                                  F                                         E7                                      Am      E7  
Que veio firmar o pasto e largar uma graxa na terra
                        Am  E7                                         Am    E7  
Talvez chuva seja o adubo já gasto
                                                  Am  E7                                                            F  G  Am  E7  Am  
Que veio firmar o pasto e largar uma graxa na terra
 Am    E7    C    F    G7    G)