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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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Tom Robinson

Back In The Ould Country

 

Back In The Ould Country

(album: Living In A Boom Time - 1992)


I had Guinness with a Hot Press photographer in a Dublin pub
He wore a crucifix and a short fat beard
Showed me pictures of Gavin Thursday, Three Men And A Dog
With the Joshua Duo stood around looking weird

Met a Sid Vicious lookalike and he was six foot four
Had spikes on his dog collar made of solder
He was sitting in Bewley's caff in a dirty old gaberdine mac
He was 17 but he looked about ten years older, that was

Back in the Ould Country, back in the Ould Country
Back in the Ould Country, back in the Ould Country

10 AM one Sunday, Diceman hadn't been near his bed
And he was gargling creme de menthe just to keep awake
He'd been rolling through night, and got ossified in Sides
He look so smashed and happy it made my day, that was

Back in the Ould Country, back in the Ould Country
Back in the Ould Country, back in the Ould Country

Headed into Limerick on the Clonmel road
In a beat-up rented Nissan with no brakes
Saw a Garda on the beat with two size 13 feet
Ten convent girls and a nun on roller skates, that was

Back in the Ould Country, back in the Ould Country
Back in the Ould Country, back in the Ould Country

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