Bill’s Twang cont. (4)

Bill’s
Twang cont.
This one’s tuned to open E (e-b-e-g#-b-e).
Anyway, I can hear the nurse calling me. It’s time for my medicine. Come along
to a gig and talk down-tuning. If you need help or lessons, you can contact
me through the website’s Contact Us link.



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