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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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Frank Foster

Ridin' For The Brand

 

Ridin' For The Brand

(album: Ridin' For The Brand - 2023)


Yeah I been running for a long time, catch me if you can
I been the Gulf Coast cowboy, the Louisiana plowboy, Nashville's wanted man
Rough necking turn me loose, and I came bucking out the shoot, writing nothing but the truth
With a blue-collar backwoods band

A little dirt road soul, redneck rock 'n' roll
And whole lotta who I am

Eighteen hours on four bald tires, a bunch of whiskey-bent pickers in a beat-up van
A-town by town, we spread this here sound all over the land
Somewhere between old Hank and big Bob Seger's where I make my stand
Now I'm the bucking boss, six-string Lane Frost still out here riding for the brand

Yeah I been learning for a long time running, rough shot and reckless
Old Skynyrd knows my name and I've sang and drank with Hank and two-stepped in Texas
But I made my own rule, kept all the control, still chopping out a hole
Most anytime I can

And getting round every Saturday night
And putting a few more miles on a music man

Eighteen hours on four bald tires, a bunch of whiskey-bent pickers in a beat-up van
A-town by town, we spread this here sound all over the land
Somewhere between old Hank and big Bob Seger's where I make my stand
Now I'm the bucking boss, six-string Lane Frost still out here riding for the brand

Who in it now?

Eighteen hours on four bald tires, a bunch of whiskey-bent pickers in a beat-up van
A-town by town, we spread this here sound all over the land
Somewhere between old Hank and big Bob Seger's where I make my stand
Now I'm the bucking boss, six-string Lane Frost still out here riding for the brand

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