• Violão
• Guitarra
• Teclado
• Cavaquinho
• Contra-baixo
• Bateria
• Gaita
• Guitar Pro

Tom: C

C 
I got an ol’ blue shirt  
    F                C 
And it suits me just fine  
C 
I like the way it feels  
     F 
So I wear it all the time  
C 
I got an old guitar  
        F 
It won’t ever stay in tune  
C 
I like the way it sounds  
    G              C 
In a dark and empty room  
 
I got an ol’ pair of boots  

And they fit just right  

I can work all day  

And I can dance all night  

I got an ol’ used car  

And it runs just like a top  

I get the feelin’ it ain’t  

Ever gonna stop  
 

C          F                 C 
Stuff that works, stuff that holds up  
C                     G                C 
The kind of stuff you don’t hang on the wall  
C           F               C 
Stuff that’s real, stuff you feel  
    C                 G                 C 
The kind of stuff you reach for when you fall   
 
I got a pretty good friend  
Who’s seen me at my worst  
He can’t tell if I’m a blessing  
Or a curse  
But he always shows up  
When the chips are down  
That’s the kind of stuff  
I like to be around  
 
Chorus  
 
I got a woman I love  
She’s crazy and paints like God  
She’s got a playground sense of justice  
She won’t take odds  
I got a tattoo with her name  
Right through my soul  
I think everything she touches  
Turns to gold  
 
Chorus