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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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John Hartford

Morning Bugle

 

Morning Bugle

(album: Steam Powered Aereo-Takes - 2002)


Here I am, too wasted for the evening ride
Down to Mother Mary's other place
Can I hang out here beside your fireside?
Listen to the rain fall, falling on the earth ball
You know I tried, my dear, to be like everybody else
But my body and my mind had other plans

Here I am, laid down by your fireside
Listening to the rainfall, falling on the earth ball
Oh say, please don't go away
I haven't got much I can call to
If you're not here
Somewhere's else outside
Some scene I'll make myself fine to keep on laughing
I'll get by with a little bit of luck again

Gonna get me a place down here for Thanksgiving dinner, don't ya know?
Gonna get me a lid and kickback out of sight
It keeps me mellow, it gets me way down low
Playing in the morning sun, singing with a silver tongue
Gonna dig me a hole, right here in all of them patchwork quilts
Keep my banjo by my side, right there in my bed
Pretend I'm in a rowboat down at the railroad pond
Playing in the morning sun, playing with a silver tongue

Oh me, what do you see?
Not much left in the cupboard
Half past three and time to make the survey again
The street's up, the street's gone up
The town below got flooded
But I'll get by with a little bit of luck again

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