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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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Tony Joe White

The Gospel Singer

 

The Gospel Singer

(album: The Train I'm On - 1972)


In the town of Tifton, Georgia
On a hot and dusty day
You could see the heat coming off the ground
Up the street a man came running
Stumbling on his way
And he shouted that the gospel singer is coming to our town

Hallelujah the gospel singer is coming
Hallelujah the gospel singer is coming

He was born in Tipton, Georgia
With a voice as pure as gold
And his hair was golden as the sun
Drinking and women were his friends
But the people did not know
That he did not feel the songs he sung

Hallelujah the gospel singer is coming
Hallelujah yeah the gospel singer is coming

In a tent, a thick tarpaulin
In a pasture near the town
The people came and waited all day long
There were some who could not walk
And some who could not see
And it was believed that he could help them with his songs

But the singer he had grown tired
Of the life that he had lived
And to the rich and poor, sick and cripple
He looked at them and said
I cannot cure your illness
And I cannot make you see
For I have loved your women
And I sang to you for money

In the town of Tipton, Georgia
The sun was arising
But not a soul was seen out on the street
But some had gathered in the pasture
And were staring outside to believe
At the shadow of the singer
'Neath the tall and lonesome pine tree

Hallelujah, hallelujah...

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