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Hello! I'm Lyrkit!

I tried many ways to memorize English words and found the most effective one for me!

We already have all the words of the songs that we have heard throughout our lives in our memory. We simply did not pay attention to them, but we all already hear them!

I noticed that when you learn a new word from a song that you have already heard before, you already know the translation of this word forever and you will never forget it!

I want to share this method with you. So, the scheme is as follows.

We find songs that we have already heard.

We add all unfamiliar words from them.

We pass mini tests of memory games. done

Now that you know a lot of words, you will very quickly come to know the whole language!

I bet you'll be surprised how effective this method is!)

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The Mountain Goats

Jeff Davis County Blues

 

Jeff Davis County Blues

(album: All Hail West Texas - 2002)


After three nights in jail
I head north from Toyahvale
Switch to 285 in Pecos
Head up to Red Bluff

My walk's real steady and my eyes are real
But I feel like I'm all of 16 years old
Lost in the Travelodge with the television on with the sound down
I don't feel so tough

Old issues of Sunset magazine to read
Sleep for twelve hours and dream about home

I have no place to go
So I drive up to New Mexico
Fix my eyes in the rear view
When I cross the state line

And I panic, I guess, and although it's quite late
I take the first exit to 128
I am coming back to Midland
And I hope you won't mind

Polaroids of the two of us
Scattered on the passenger seat
I drove slowly and evenly
And I dream about home

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