Biografia:
Guadalcanal Diary is an alternative jangle pop group from Marietta, Georgia. The band formed in 1981 and disbanded in 1989. The band's origins are primarily in the Atlanta, Georgia suburb of Marietta (then a more separate town), though they were often billed as "from Athens, Georgia" in the early 1980s.
The group's music was characterized by clear, bright guitar sounds, upbeat rhythms, and Murray Attaway's clear, high tenor. Lyrically, the band mixed absurd
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Trail of Tears
by Guadalcanal Diary
(VERSE)
Em D G
The sun hangs low in the western sky
D Em G D
I bow my head and remember now
A Em D G
Someone's lips pressed close to mine
D Em G D
Her cool hand upon my brow
A Em D G
Hell burns hot for a killer's heart
D Em G D
A shallow grave in an unmarked lot
A Em D G
Crack of gun; fire in the dark
D C D*
hand in hand we'll walk at day break
(CHORUS)
Em Cmaj7 D*
||--0-----0-----2-2-2-3-2-0---||
||--0-----0-----3-3-3-3-3-0---||
||--0-----0-----2-2-2-2-2-0---||
||--2-----2-----0-0-0---------||
||--2-----3-------------------||
||--0----(0)------------------||
Em Cmaj7 D* Em Cmaj7 D*
One wore black, One wore black
Em Cmaj7 D* Em Em C G D
One wore black
(VERSE)
Em D G
The trail of tears is winding on
D Em G D
Many pass along the road
A Em D G
Dusty soldiers march along
D C
as they file one by one
< misc arpeggiation >
Em D Em D
< then this >
Em D Em D
E----------------------2-2-3-2-0-----|
B----------------------3-3-3-3-3-----|
G-------2--------------2-2-2-2-2-----|
D-2-4-5---4------------0-0-----------|
A-----------5-2----------------------|
E---------------5-3-2----------------|
(CHORUS)
(VERSE)
Em D G
The trail of tears is winding home
D Em G D
Frightened soldier unknown war
A Em D G
On and on with lovers gone
D Em G D
No one passes on the road
(BRIDGE)
[slower, single strum per chord]
Em(VII) G(x 10 9 7 8 7)
Two girls wait by the railroad track
D(V) C(III)
for their soldiers to come back
Em(VII) G(x 10 9 7 8 7)
knowing this will be their last
[gaining intensity]
Bm(x2x430) Dsus2/A Em D*
one wore blue, and one wore black
(repeat and fade)
Em Cmaj7 D* Em Cmaj7 D*
One wore black, One wore black...
by Guadalcanal Diary
(VERSE)
Em D G
The sun hangs low in the western sky
D Em G D
I bow my head and remember now
A Em D G
Someone's lips pressed close to mine
D Em G D
Her cool hand upon my brow
A Em D G
Hell burns hot for a killer's heart
D Em G D
A shallow grave in an unmarked lot
A Em D G
Crack of gun; fire in the dark
D C D*
hand in hand we'll walk at day break
(CHORUS)
Em Cmaj7 D*
||--0-----0-----2-2-2-3-2-0---||
||--0-----0-----3-3-3-3-3-0---||
||--0-----0-----2-2-2-2-2-0---||
||--2-----2-----0-0-0---------||
||--2-----3-------------------||
||--0----(0)------------------||
Em Cmaj7 D* Em Cmaj7 D*
One wore black, One wore black
Em Cmaj7 D* Em Em C G D
One wore black
(VERSE)
Em D G
The trail of tears is winding on
D Em G D
Many pass along the road
A Em D G
Dusty soldiers march along
D C
as they file one by one
< misc arpeggiation >
Em D Em D
< then this >
Em D Em D
E----------------------2-2-3-2-0-----|
B----------------------3-3-3-3-3-----|
G-------2--------------2-2-2-2-2-----|
D-2-4-5---4------------0-0-----------|
A-----------5-2----------------------|
E---------------5-3-2----------------|
(CHORUS)
(VERSE)
Em D G
The trail of tears is winding home
D Em G D
Frightened soldier unknown war
A Em D G
On and on with lovers gone
D Em G D
No one passes on the road
(BRIDGE)
[slower, single strum per chord]
Em(VII) G(x 10 9 7 8 7)
Two girls wait by the railroad track
D(V) C(III)
for their soldiers to come back
Em(VII) G(x 10 9 7 8 7)
knowing this will be their last
[gaining intensity]
Bm(x2x430) Dsus2/A Em D*
one wore blue, and one wore black
(repeat and fade)
Em Cmaj7 D* Em Cmaj7 D*
One wore black, One wore black...
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Gualicho
Guang Jeong
Guano Apes
Guantanamo Bay S (...)
Gucci Mane
Guerre Froide
Guerreros Del Ar (...)
Guerrilla Oi!
Guffi