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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!

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

We find songs that we have already heard.

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The Band

Blind Willie McTell

 

Blind Willie McTell

(album: Jericho - 1993)


Seen the arrow on the door post saying "This land is condemned"
All the way from New Orleans to Jerusalem
I traveled through East Texas where many martyrs fell
And I know one thing, nobody can sing them blues like Blind Willie McTell

Well, I heard the hoot-owl singing as they were taking down the tents
The stars above all the barren trees were his only audience
Yeah, them charcoal gypsy maidens can strut their feathers well
And I know one thing, nobody can sing them blues like Blind Willie McTell

See them big plantations a-burning, can't you hear the cracking of the whips
Smell that sweet magnolia blossom blooming, see the ghosts of the slavery ships
Well, I can hear them tribes a-moaning, I can hear the undertaker's bell
And I know one thing, nobody can sing them blues like Blind Willie McTell

There's a woman she's standing by the river, she is with some fine young handsome man
See he's all dressed just like a squire, he's got bootleg whiskey in his hand
Yeah, there's a chain-gang out on the highway and I can hear them rebels yell
And I know one thing, nobody can sing them blues like Blind Willie McTell

God, oh God is in Heaven and we all want what is His
But the power and greed, the corruptible seed seems to be all that there is
Hey, hey, I'm a-gazing out the window of the St. James Hotel
And I know one thing, nobody can sing them blues like Blind Willie McTell
Hey, hey, I know one thing, nobody can sing them blues like Blind Willie McTell

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