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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

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Ray Stevens

Camp Werthahekahwee

 

Camp Werthahekahwee

(album: Surely You Joust - 1986)


Well, Marge I'm so excited
The letter came today
The camp's accepted Junior
For three months he'll be away
I've been listening to him all year long
He's 'bout to drive me nuts
But, sure as sunlight brings the dawn
That boy'll be on the bus, headed for

Camp Werthehekahwee
Just an old Indian name
It was started by Chief (himba himba...) Doggoneifiknow
Way back in the Indian days
Seems he never found his way
Out of Camp Werthehekahwee

Why son, they've got a driving range
Now that's some fun I'll betcha
Why, with any luck at all
They're sure to make you golf ball fetcher
Down at Camp Werthehekahwee
And they go hiking every weekend
Everybody gets to go
It says here in the brochure boy
It's called the lost patrol
Down at Camp Werthehekahwee

Thirty miles below sea level
Where the nights are dawn (where the nights are dawn)
Just a bit northeast I'm going
Found it on a swamp (found it on a swamp)

The traffic doesn't keep you up
But, what I haven't told
There isn't any traffic
'Cause there are not any roads in and out of

Camp Werthehekahwee
Just an old Indian name
It was started by Chief (himba himba...) Doggoneifiknow
Way back in the Indian days
Seems he never found his way
Out of Camp Werthehekahwee

Now if you go canoeing, boy
Don't forget your paddle
And don't be picking up the snakes
Especially those that rattle
Down at Camp Werthehekahwee
Oh, Marge we got a postcard
Said Junior's still alive
You know, I kinda miss him
Heck, I knew that boy'd survive
Down at Camp Werthehekahwee

Well as sure as summer's gonna end
And silence gets too much
I'll turn off my baseball game
And rush to meet his bus
And in his Werthehekawee t-shirt
My heart will be destroyed
I'll part the crowd and cheer and cry
Look out! Here comes my boy!
He's back from

Camp Werthehekahwee
Just an old Indian name
It was started by Chief (himba himba...) Doggoneifiknow
Way back in the Indian days
Seems he never found his way
Out of Camp Werthehekahwee
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