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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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JJ Lawhorn

Last Of A Dying Breed

 

Last Of A Dying Breed

(album: Original Good Ol' Boy - 2013)


Fourty fours rollin down a dusty old dirt road.
Tires moaning groaning, whistling as they go.
Boots muddy as hell, I got my old jones hat turned back.
Shotgun beside my leg, CB on the dash.

I'm headed back to my old spot way down in the Georgetown swamp.
I'll grab a couple three inch magnum loads a double o buckshot.
Yeah, Lord knows that I love this land of mine.
I'm rowdy, I'm rough, might be dumb but I'm tough and I'm out to have myself a real good time.

Cause I'm the last of a dying breed, just a country boy making ends meet.
I'm alright even though I'm struggling.
Yeah, just a hillbilly hell raiser, loud and proud.
You ain't ever gonna make me take my flag down.
Ain't no runway cowboy, you get just what you see.
Yeah, I'm the last, I'm the last of a dying breed.

Well, I dragged a buck back to the truck and I dropped my tailgate down.
I throw him on, strap him up, drive him all over town.
I crank my music up real loud, you know it don't bother me.
Yeah, I'll rock ya, senior, lefty, earls croaks, bob wayne, and hank 3.

Yeah, I'm the last of a dying breed, just a country boy making ends meet.
I'm alright even though I'm struggling.
Yeah, just a hillbilly hell raiser, loud and proud.
You ain't ever gonna make me take my flag down.
Ain't no runway cowboy, you get just what you see.
Yeah, I'm the last, I'm the last of a dying breed.

Cause I'm the last of a dying breed, just a country boy making ends meet.
I'm alright even though I'm struggling.
Yeah, just a hillbilly hell raiser, loud and proud.
You ain't ever gonna make me take my flag down.
Ain't no runway cowboy, you get just what you see.
Yeah, I'm the last, I'm the last, I said I'm the last, I'm the last of a dying breed.

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