Tipo de gaita: Diatônica
Tom: qualquer

Chorus:
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Maybellene, why can't you be true?

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Oh Maybellene, why can't you be true?

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You've started back doing 

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the things you used to do.

Verse 1:
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As I was motivatin' over the hill,

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I saw Maybellene in a coup de ville.

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A cadillac a-rollin' on the open road,

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nothin' will outrun my V 8 Ford.

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The cadillac doin' 'bout ninety-five,

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she's bumper to bumper rollin' side by side.

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Verse 2:
Pink in the mirror on top of the hill,
it's just like swallowin' up a mdicine pill.
First thing I saw that cadillac grille,
doin' a hundred and ten gallopin' over that hill.
Offhill curve, a downhill strech,
me and that cadillac, nec by neck.

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Verse 3:
The cadillac pulled up ahead of the ford,
the ford got hot and wouldn't do no more.
It then got cloudy and it started to rain,
I tooted my horn for a passin' lead.
The rain water blowin' all under my hood,
I knew that was doin, my motor good.

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Verse 4: 
The motor cooled down the heat went down,
and thats when I heard that highway sound.
The cadillac a-sittin' like a ton of lead,
a hundred and ten a half a mile ahead.
The cadillac lookin' like it's sittin' still,
and I caught Maybellene at the top of the hill.

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