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