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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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Ralph McTell

Pykey Boy

 

Pykey Boy

(album: Water Of Dreams - 1982)


Easter time is a-coming, move to Mitcham right away
And I get a job on the Easter fair
Where you get paid by the day
I've got a good juk he cost me thirty og
From a mush that I ken for a while
I will make my way to Mitcham, boys
I will live the showman style
I will live the showman style

Now the old boys say it ain't the same
As it was in their young day
But they can still spot a soft touch
From a hundred yards away
And I'll get a job on the cars all right
It's a job I done before
And maybe pull a gadgo gal or two
It's a cushty place to score
It's a cushty place to score

Setting up is easy
Striking it's harder, though
The rest of the time you're getting paid
For the job you want to do
The juk minds the van
And I mind me own
It's the only way I've found
Oh, Easter time is coming
I will follow the fairground round
I will follow the fairground round

Oh, the life of a Pykey boy
It's the one that gets you by
And the rake and the shack and the other times
And there's Parni in the sky
Oh, I'm totting in the wintertime
With the wheels and the juk makes three
Oh, the Easter fair brings the summertime
And the summer belongs to me
Oh, the summer belongs to me

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