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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 Statler Brothers

Grandma

 

Grandma

(album: Short Stories - 1977)


The day Grandaddy died, she was there by his side
And she held to his hand, till the end
And just before his final breath, the one that took him into death
A smile and tear showed through, like she already knew

And in a voice so low and mild
She stayed and talked a while
Like a friend home form a long long trip
Like a mother to a child

Whenever Grandma got blue, like only widows do
She'd go to their bedroom, and close the door
And for years we thought she prayed, by the bed where he had laid
But we only could assume, what went on in Grandma's room

And in a voice so low and mild
She stayed and talked a while
Like a friend home from a long long trip
Like a mother to a child

She knew a week before the old barn burned down
And she knew before we told her, when Jack had that wreck in town
And the night before ant Julia passed away, she went over there and stayed
And I finally asked her just how she could know all this
And she just patted my hand and gave me a kiss

And in a voice so low and mild
She said I talked with Jim a while
Like a friend home form a long long trip
Like a mother to a child

Like a friend home from a long long trip
Like a mother to a child

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?