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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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Porter Wagoner

First Mrs. Jones

 

First Mrs. Jones


Her real first name was Betty but I'd rather just forget it
So I'll call her the First Mrs Jones
We were married in September and it lasted till November
Then one day she just took out on her own

I followed her to Savannah New Orleans and then Atlanta
Every day I begged her to come home
Pretty soon I started drinking trying hard to keep from thinking
Just how much I loved the First Mrs. Jones

It was cold and dark one morning just before the day was dawning
When I staggered from a tavern to a phone
When she picked up her receiver I said you're gonna come back or either
They're gonna be calling you the Late Mrs. Jones

I put a pistol in my jacket stumbled out and hailed a taxi
I told taxidriver to take me to her home
I remember walking proudly everybody said I yelled out loudly
Come on out or I'm gonna come in Mrs. Jones

Then next thing I recall was walking to the forest
Looking for a place to hide her bones
I dug and dug for hours and then I planted flowers
Right on the top of the First Mrs. Jones

Did my little story scare you, oh, I can see 'cause I'm so near you
Little beads of persperation dot your clothes
Aren't you sorry now that you left me
Really now doesn't you wanna come go with me
After all you are the Second Mrs. Jones

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