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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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Brent Cobb

Miss Ater

 

Miss Ater

(album: Southern Star - 2023)


Miss Ater was a sad sad girl
You see, her sweet mama died
It was the end of her world
And for days and days she cried
Many moons and many years ago
Simbennon left her side
Last thing she remembered is smiling in his flannel shirt
I'll see you when the cotton is high

And the rain in Sylvester falls harder than anywhere
Like the devil's got his fist on your house
And the dirt road and tobacco fields have looked the same for all these years
Like God forgot to finish this town

Floyd painted from the morning 'til night
Taking his breaks for cold beer
He was known as a great white knight
Sitting in his rocking chair
Norman waved his magic wand for all the kids in the trailer park
And the doves sang the prettiest song
With the whiskey in their coffee
And church on Sunday morning
Everybody's got a way to get on

And the rain in Sylvester falls harder than anywhere
Like the devil's got his fist on your house
And the dirt roads and tobacco fields have looked the same for all these years
Like God forgot to finish this town
I think God forgot to finish this town

And the rain in Sylvester falls harder than anywhere
Like the devil's got his fist on your house
And the dirt roads and tobacco fields have looked the same for all these years
Like God forgot to finish this town
I think God forgot to finish this town
Oh I think God forgot to finish this town

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