Your foot gets to tapping. Your body begins to sway. First there is the guitar strumming, the cords filled with a down home rhythm. Then the drums begin to play.
Continue reading “Born on the Bayou”Your foot gets to tapping. Your body begins to sway. First there is the guitar strumming, the cords filled with a down home rhythm. Then the drums begin to play.
Continue reading “Born on the Bayou”