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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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Will Hoge

Ballad Of Trayvon Martin

 

Ballad Of Trayvon Martin

(album: Modern American Protest Music - 2012)


Trayvon Martin was a young black kid
Doing the same things that we all did
Outside walking down the streets alone
Just talking to a girl on the telephone

Minding his business, not doing nothing wrong
But then George Zimmerman had to come along
Self-appointed wanna-be police man
With 9-1-1 call and a pistol in his hand

Oh, chariot swing low
Come to take another young angel home
Underneath that February moon
Another young brother gone way to soon

George told the cops "The kid's on drugs"
But what he really wants to say is "Black kids are thugs"
The dispatcher says not to make no stand
But he's gonna take matters into his own hands

Trayvon tells the girl that there's some guy
That's following him 'round and he don't know why
She says to hang up the phone and run
But the next thing you hear is the ringing of a gun

Neighbors call the cops 'cause they hear screams
Another black child that never gets out of his teens
Zimmerman claims that is was self-defense
So Police Chief Lee just ignored the evidence

Oh, chariot swing low
Come to take another young angel home
Underneath that February moon
Another young brother gone way to soon

So Zimmerman goes free and the country cries
'Cause we're still shackled by the hatred and the lies
Now we gotta stick together to see justice done
March out of the darkness to the rising sun

Oh, chariot swing low
Come to take another young angel home
Underneath that February moon
Another young brother gone way to soon

Oh, chariot swing low
Come to take another young angel home
Underneath that February moon
Another young brother gone way to soon

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