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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.

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The Rumjacks

Jolly Executioner

 

Jolly Executioner

(album: Gangs Of New Holland - 2010)


It said his blade weighed half a tonne
O' Spanish steel, Christ how it shone
With a whistle and thump yer dash were done
And the axe cared not for who you were

He kept a cell below the tower
Where he signed the cross every half an hour
With a calf skin drum and a rattle tat taa
The Jolly Executioner

He had a son, a drunken sailor
Coulda been a Tinker, Tyke, or tailor
Sailed away to far Australia
To be the executioner

His rope were short, his knots were tight
He'd plait the hemp by candle light
With a crack and twang ye bade goodnight
To the Jolly Executioner

String em high and stretch em well
Burn a candle, strike a bell
Pipe their rotten souls to hell
For the Jolly Executioner

Then some bloke with a kite and key
Invented electricity
And the job were handed down to me
So fortunate you wish you were

I've cooked em all, the crooks and crumbs
The vagabonds and hapless bums
With a crackle and pop, 'Ol' Sparky' sung
For the Jolly Executioner

String em high and stretch em well
Burn a candle, strike a bell
Pipe their rotten souls to hell
For the Jolly Executioner

String em high and stretch em well
Burn a candle, strike a bell
Pipe their rotten souls to hell
For the Jolly Executioner

I had a son, near broke me heart
A stand alone, a breed apart
Brought death unto a dying art
A general Practitioner

All white lab coats and PHD's
And 10cc's of anti-freeze
A noble art brought to its knees
Farewell to the Executioner

String em high and stretch em well
Burn a candle, strike a bell
Pipe their rotten souls to hell
For the Jolly Executioner

String em high and stretch em well
Burn a candle, strike a bell
Pipe their rotten souls to hell
For the Jolly Executioner

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