Mark Campbell and Tim May все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы

Way(Deep) down in Louisiana down(close) in(to) New Orleans,
Way back up in the woods among the evergreens,
There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood,
Where lived a country boy name of Johnny B. Goode.(,)
He(Who) never ever learned to read or write so well,
(But) He could play the guitar just like he's ringing a bell.

Go, Go!