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Obs: Também pode ser tocada em G# A the air was more than human the heat was more than hungry F#m the cars were square and spitting diesel fumes A the bulls were running wild because their big and mean and sacred F#m the children were playing cricket with no shoes C#m the next morning we woke up with a seven hour drive D there we were in stuck in port blaire where boats break and children stare A E there were so many fewer questions F#m C#m D C#m Bm when stars were still just the holes to heaven A E and there were so many fewer questions F#m C#m D C#m Bm when stars were still just the holes to heaven A disembarking from the port with no mistakes of any sort F#m moving south the engine running smooth A officials were quite friendly once we drowned them with our sweet talk F#m and bribed them with our cigarettes and booze C#m the next morning we woke up with the sunrise to the right D moving back north to port blair where boats break and children stare A E there were so many fewer questions F#m C#m D C#m Bm when stars were still just the holes to heaven A E yes, and there were so many fewer questions F#m C#m D C#m Bm when stars were still just the holes to heaven _______________________________________________________ Contribuição: João Victor Ferreira([email protected])
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