Biografía:
MIKE MARTIN-LEAD VOCALS
ALAN HUNTER-GUITAR/VOCALS
MATTY FLEMING-GUITAR
CRAIG DUNCAN-DRUMS
SCOTT CRAWFORD-BASS GUITAR
Emerald Sunday are a five piece Indie/Rock outfit; they have been perfecting their talents since 2008 in a sleepy town called Kirriemuir/Scotland the birthplace of the legendary Bon Scott!. Emerald Sunday replaced their singer in 2010. They have a Unique and exciting sound due to a wide range of influences consisting of paul Weller ,arctic monkeys, queen ,police,Iron maiden ,Oasis and the beatles.
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¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
Put your guns down.
Emerald Sunday tabbed by Alan Hunter.
Chords. Em7 Dsus4 Cadd9 G G/F# Am C D
Em7 Dsus4
I don’t believe the word on the street
Cadd9 G G/F#
The fire in the hearts of the people we meet
Em7 Dsus4 Cadd9 G G/F#
If you ain’t good lookin it don’t mean nothing to me.
Sun in your eyes, a big surprise
A man needs money and money needs man
If we ain’t got nothing we all got something we need
Am C
So put your guns down in the middle of this town
G D
And don’t you forget who you have to live around
Am C
So put your hands up and throw your love around
G
It doesn’t matter if you wish you were me
You got blood on your shoes and I’m confused
There’s a poor boy standing on his own
I was sure of another but now he stands alone.
Closing your eyes to darkin your lies
A mission to be the one who calls the shots on the morrow
It don’t mean nothing to me
Emerald Sunday tabbed by Alan Hunter.
Chords. Em7 Dsus4 Cadd9 G G/F# Am C D
Em7 Dsus4
I don’t believe the word on the street
Cadd9 G G/F#
The fire in the hearts of the people we meet
Em7 Dsus4 Cadd9 G G/F#
If you ain’t good lookin it don’t mean nothing to me.
Sun in your eyes, a big surprise
A man needs money and money needs man
If we ain’t got nothing we all got something we need
Am C
So put your guns down in the middle of this town
G D
And don’t you forget who you have to live around
Am C
So put your hands up and throw your love around
G
It doesn’t matter if you wish you were me
You got blood on your shoes and I’m confused
There’s a poor boy standing on his own
I was sure of another but now he stands alone.
Closing your eyes to darkin your lies
A mission to be the one who calls the shots on the morrow
It don’t mean nothing to me
Emi Fujita
Emi Green
Emigranci
Emigrate
Emil Berg