Biography:
Brooks Williams (born November 10, 1958, in Statesboro, Georgia) is an American acoustic guitarist and singer/songwriter. His style combines roots, jazz, blues, classical, and folk. Since 1989 he has been releasing albums of contemporary folk music, as well as some consisting of instrumental guitar music.
Williams is a stunning blues-soaked, rhythmic, and soulful guitarist. His musical vision spans continents and genres – blues, slide, swingin’ jazz
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Haunted: Brooks Williams http://www.brookswilliams.com/
G 320001 or better xx5433
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A7 002020
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G C
There’s a street where I live, there’s a road I took every day
D9 G D9
Down the lane is a shop where I would stop to read the magazines.
G C
There’s a house the front porch the old tree that I cut down long ago.
A D7 G D9
These are my old haunts but I’m not haunted any more.
G C
There’s a place where we met with our friends for a meal on a Friday night.
D9 G D9
It used to be Italian then now it’s something else again I do not know.
G C
How it’s changed up and down don’t you know now it’s just the same.
A D7 G D9
These are my old haunts but I’m not haunted any more.
C G
Down the street far around the back.
C A7 D7 D9
half a mile to the rail road track.
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C G
Down the street far around the back.
C A7 D7 D9
Half a mile to the rail road track.
G C
There’s a place I paid my dues I little confused about my voice for the first time.
D9 G D9
Hesitation blues became the thunder of a rolling train straight out of here.
G C
All the time on that track I knew one day I would be back here again.
A D7 G
These are my old haunts but I’m not haunted any more.
D7 G
I’m not haunted any more
D7 G
I’m not haunted any more
G 320001 or better xx5433
C x32010
D9 x54530
A 002220
A7 002020
D7 000212
G C
There’s a street where I live, there’s a road I took every day
D9 G D9
Down the lane is a shop where I would stop to read the magazines.
G C
There’s a house the front porch the old tree that I cut down long ago.
A D7 G D9
These are my old haunts but I’m not haunted any more.
G C
There’s a place where we met with our friends for a meal on a Friday night.
D9 G D9
It used to be Italian then now it’s something else again I do not know.
G C
How it’s changed up and down don’t you know now it’s just the same.
A D7 G D9
These are my old haunts but I’m not haunted any more.
C G
Down the street far around the back.
C A7 D7 D9
half a mile to the rail road track.
Rifff---- G C D9 G D9
C G
Down the street far around the back.
C A7 D7 D9
Half a mile to the rail road track.
G C
There’s a place I paid my dues I little confused about my voice for the first time.
D9 G D9
Hesitation blues became the thunder of a rolling train straight out of here.
G C
All the time on that track I knew one day I would be back here again.
A D7 G
These are my old haunts but I’m not haunted any more.
D7 G
I’m not haunted any more
D7 G
I’m not haunted any more
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