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Jimi Hendrix Johnny B. Goode歌词
Deep down Louisiana close 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 named of Johnny B. Goode Who never ever learned to read or write so well, But he could p
Johnny Winter Johnny B. Goode歌词
Deep down in Louisiana close 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 Jonny B. Goode... He never ever learned to read or write so well, But he c
Peter Tosh Johnny B. Goode歌词
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Alan Silvestri Johnny B. Goode歌词
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Various Artists Johnny B. Goode歌词
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Judas Priest Johnny B. Goode歌词
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Jerry Lee Lewis Johnny B. Goode歌词
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