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Capotraste 4ª casa

Tom: C
Intro: (C  G) 2x

Verso 1:
C              F           Dm                F   
I ain't from Texas, but I made my way from Dallas
       Dm                 G          C - G     
and I know the lonesome sound is following
C           F                    Dm       F
I ain't a gambler, but I can recognize a hand
             Dm                      G            C - G
and when to hold, when queens are staring back at me.

Intervalo:
e|--------0--------0----|
B|--------1--------0----|
G|--------2--------0----|
D|--------2--------2----|
A|-3-2-0--0--------2----|
E|-----------3-2-0-0----| 3x

C - F - G

Verse 2 (Use chords from first verse).
Once I was a carpenter, man my hands were calloused
I could swing a metal mallet sure and straight
But I took to the highway, a poet young and hungry
and I left the timbers where they lay

   F                          Fm                       
Forever I will move like the world that turns beneath me
            C         Am            G
and when I lose my direction I'll look up to the sky
               F                                
and when the black cloak drags upon the ground
          Fm                       C
I'll be ready to surrender, and remember
           Am             G
well we're all in this together
      F                      Fm
If I live the life I'm given, I wont be scared to die

Versos 3+4
And I don't come from Detroit, but her diesel motors pull me
and I followed till I finally lost my way
And now I spend my days in search of a woman we called purpose
And if I ever pass back through here town I'll stay

Refrão 2:
Forever I will move like the world that turns beneath me
and when I lose my direction I'll look up to the sky
and when the black cloak drags upon the ground
I'll be ready to surrender, and remember
well we're all in this together
If I live the life I'm given, I won't be scared to die

(Interlavo)

And my life is but a coin, pulled from an empty pocket
Dropped into a slot with dreams of sevens close behind
And hope and fear go with it, and moon and the sun go spinning
Like the numbers and fruits before my eyes

Ponte:
C            F         G                C
Sometimes I hit, sometimes it robs me blind
Sometimes I hit, sometimes it robs me blind

Refrão 3:
Forever I will move like the world that turns beneath me
and when I lose my direction I'll look up to the sky
and when the black cloak drags upon the ground
I'll be ready to surrender, and remember
well we're all in this together
If I live the life I'm given, I won't be scared to die