Tipo de gaita: Diatônica
Tom: G
S-L-O-W (with lots of feeling)
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There was a man,
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A lone-ly man,
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Who lost his love,
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Through his in-diffe-rence,
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A heart that cared,
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That went un-shared,
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Un-til it died,
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With-in his si-i-lence.
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And sol-it-aire's the on-ly game in town,
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And ev-ery road that takes him, takes him down,
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While life goes on a-round him ev-ery-where,
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He's play-ing sol-it-aire.
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