Nobody Wants To Play Blues With Me

E
Im not a bad person

Just some kindof a normal guy
E
Sometimes I scream aloud

Somedays, I choose to fight

A
>Cmon and see my tunes,

Theres love, blood and flesh
     E
Its just a kind of journal

With what I saw in this world of trash


     B7
    Everybody wants to be famous and rich
               A
    Does not mattering how many people

    You step on it
                B7
    There also lovely people

    At building and streets
                 A
    But none of them

    Wants to play
    E
    Blues with me

E
I play guitar and piano

I could play drum and bass (I mean)
E
I can sing, I can dance

I can jump as a flea

A
I've told so many "I's"

Im looking a selfish guy
     E
But Im just a brazilian boy

That wants to play blues right


     B7
    Everybody wants to be famous and rich
               A
    Does not mattering how many people

    You step on it
                B7
    There also lovely people

    At building and streets
                 A
    But none of them

    Wants to play
    E
    Blues with me