Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
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Got a briefcase full of booze
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He's got nothing left to lose
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He's been out here singing songs
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Since the break of, break of dawn
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And there's nothing left to say
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'Cept he's long gone on his way
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With a suitcase full of clothing
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He's got nothing left but loathing
Em
And his lungs are filled with tar
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There's no strings on his guitar
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He's got nothing left to sing
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'Cause you can't soar on broken wings
[Bridge 1]
Em
But he can flow
C
He can flow
[Chrous 1]
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On a briefcase full of booze
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Briefcase full of booze
Em C
[Verse 2]
G
Got a briefcase full of booze
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He's got nothing left to lose
G
He's been out here singing songs
G
Since the break of, break of dawn
Em
And there's nothing left to say
Em
'Cept he's long gone on his way
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With a suitcase full of clothing
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He's got nothing left but loathing
Em
And he knows what he couldn't make
Em
Didn't get a chance, it's a shame
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Not there's nothing left to sing
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'Cause you can't soar on broken wings
[Bridge 2]
Em
And now he flows
C
He can flow
[Chorus 2]
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On a breifcase full of booze
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Briefcase full of booze
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[Verse 1]
G
Got a briefcase full of booze
G
He's got nothing left to lose
G
He's been out here singing songs
G
Since the break of, break of dawn
Em
And there's nothing left to say
Em
'Cept he's long gone on his way
G
With a suitcase full of clothing
G
He's got nothing left but loathing
Em
And his lungs are filled with tar
Em
There's no strings on his guitar
G
He's got nothing left to sing
G
'Cause you can't soar on broken wings
[Bridge 1]
Em
But he can flow
C
He can flow
[Chrous 1]
G
On a briefcase full of booze
G
Briefcase full of booze
Em C
[Verse 2]
G
Got a briefcase full of booze
G
He's got nothing left to lose
G
He's been out here singing songs
G
Since the break of, break of dawn
Em
And there's nothing left to say
Em
'Cept he's long gone on his way
G
With a suitcase full of clothing
G
He's got nothing left but loathing
Em
And he knows what he couldn't make
Em
Didn't get a chance, it's a shame
G
Not there's nothing left to sing
G
'Cause you can't soar on broken wings
[Bridge 2]
Em
And now he flows
C
He can flow
[Chorus 2]
G
On a breifcase full of booze
G
Briefcase full of booze
G
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