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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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Tim Hardin

Hoboin'

 

Hoboin'

(album: Bird On A Wire - 1971)


The first thought I was whole born hoboing boy
You know I took a freight train
I took a freight train to be my friend
A freight to be my only friend
Shown her when I took a freight train to be my friend
I went away, I went away, I went away in the wind

Now I'm well grown man
And I remember when
I remember when my mamma followed me down railroad yard
And I watched, I watched my one
My one, my one and only son
I believe he's a goner, a believer
Somewhere in hoboing
Somewhere in hoboing

The first time I was in hoboing
My hoboing day
I thought I had so much
I thought I had so many ways to go
And now that I went away
I am away, baby away and away

I thought I had so much
So many ways to go
Just fine a years lady
I know if it wasn't for my good friend
My good look and my guitar
I wouldn't be more than a hoboing man
Hoboing man
I'm ok, hoboing man

done

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