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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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Lee Roy Parnell

Road Scholar

 

Road Scholar

(album: Love Without Mercy - 1992)


I grow up in Texas on the great high plains
A Silverstone guitar was all I had to my name
At seventeen I left and I never looked back
Yeah just me and my guitar and my Pontiac
Well I never went to college but I got a degree
From a honky-tonk university
Hey I'm a road scholar I gotta make my music

I was born to sing and play
Yeah I'm a road scholar how I love to hear the wheels whine
Rolling down that old highway
Well the roadhouse was my schoolhouse
That's where I paid my dues
I got a master's in rhythm and a minor in soul
And a PhD in the blues

My teachers were the killer and the hound dog man
My classmates consisted of a five-piece band
Yeah my dormitory was a string of cheap hotels
But I survived it all and I'm alive and well
Although I never went to college...
Hey I'm a road scholar I gotta make my music...

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