| -- CAPO na quinta casa (ou pestana mesmo) -- |


E          A
Nobody can tell ya;
E                          A
There's only one song worth singin'.
E                A
They may try and sell ya,
          E                                B
'cause it hangs them up to see somone like you.

                 E         A
But you've gotta make your own kind of music
E         A
sing your own special song,
E         A
make your own kind of music,
E                        B
even if nobody else sing along.

E               A
You're gonna be knowing
E                    A
the loneliest kind of lonely.
E               A
It may be rough goin',
        E                                     B
just to do your thing's, the hardest thing to do.

                 E         A
But you've gotta make your own kind of music
E         A
sing your own special song,
E         A
make your own kind of music,
E                        B
even if nobody else sing along.

D                          B
So if you cannot take my hand,
D
and if you must be goin',
B
I will understand.

             E         A
You've gotta make your own kind of music
E         A
sing your own special song,
E         A
make your own kind of music,
E                        B
even if nobody else sing along.