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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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Muscadine Bloodline

Dyin' For A Livin'

 

Dyin' For A Livin'

(album: Dispatch To 16th Ave. - 2022)


Well, my...
Baby she's a fussing and a cussing as I'm packing the truck
I ain't working for her daddy and her momma thinks I need to grow up
Yeah sanging these songs is like slanging a drug
Call it country band contraband
Can't get enough

Of this picking, grinning
Dying for a living
Prob'ly gonna kill me but it'd kill me if I didn't
It's a fix to my addiction, it's a sin to my religion
It is what it is and it ain't what it isn't
I'm a honky-tonking dead man walking never quitting
Just a picking, grinning
Dying for a living

Well them rowdy little rodeo queens are strutting, cutting a rug
And them cocaine cowboys getting lit and tearing it up
Yeah, the sun'll be up before we call it a night
I know it's taking its toll but it's a hell of a high

Just a picking, grinning
Dying for a living
Prob'ly gonna kill me but it'd kill me if I didn't
It's a fix to my addiction, it's a sin to my religion
It is what it is and it ain't what it isn't
I'm a honky-tonking dead man walking never quitting
Just a picking, grinning
Dying for a living

Just a picking, grinning
Dying for a living
Prob'ly gonna kill me but it'd kill me if I didn't
It's a fix to my addiction, it's a sin to my religion
It is what it is and it ain't what it isn't
I'm a honky-tonking dead man walking never quitting
Just a picking, grinning
Dying for a living

I'm a honky-tonking dead man walking never quitting
Just a picking, grinning
Dying for a living

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