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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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Tom Paxton

Who Will Feed The People?

 

Who Will Feed The People?

(album: One Million Lawyers And Other Disasters - 1985)


If they take away my farm
If they pull me off the plough
Tell me, who will feed the people
Hell, the banker don't know how
It's all pages in a mystery
That he'll never understand
Tell me, who will feed the people
If they put me off my land
If they call in all my loans
If they call the auctioneer
Tell me, who will bring the crops in
With no farm folks living here
Will the banker run the combine
Will the agent bale the hay
Tell me, who will feed the people
If they take my farm away
When my great-granddaddy Jakob
Ninety-seven years ago
Broke this sod behind two oxen
Broke his back to make it grow
Taught his sons by his example
As they taught their sons in turn
What this topsoil had to teach him
Great-granddaddy tried to learn
If they put us on the road
If they tell us we must go
Who will come to take our places
Who'll know half the things we know
Who'll know every inch of topsoil
As it trickles through the hand
Tell me, who will feed the people
If they put me off my land
When my great-granddaddy Jakob
Ninety-seven years ago
Broke this sod behind two oxen
Broke his back to make it grow
Taught his sons by his example
As they taught their sons in turn
What this topsoil had to teach him
Great-granddaddy tried to learn
If they take away my farm
If they pull me off the plough
Tell me, who will feed the people
Hell, the banker don't know how
It's all pages in a mystery
That he'll never understand
Tell me, who will feed the people
If they put me off my land
It's all pages in a mystery
That he'll never understand
Tell me, who would feed the people
If they put me off my land

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