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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

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Stick Figure

Folsom Prison Dub

 

Folsom Prison Dub

(album: Smoke Stack - 2009)


I hear the train a coming
It's rolling round the bend
Well I ain't seen the sunshine since I don't know when,
But I'm stuck in folsom prison, and time keeps dragging on
But I hear the train a rolling on down to San Anton..
When I was just a baby my mama told me. son,
Always be a good boy, and don't ever play with guns.
But I shot a man in Reno just to watch him die
And I hear the whistle blowing, I my head and cry..

I bet there's rich folks eating in a fancy dining car
They're probably drinking whiskey and smoking big cigars.
Well I know I had it coming, I know I can't be free
But those people keep a moving
And that's what tortures me...

And if they'd free me from this prison,
If that railroad train were mine
I bet I'd move a little on a little farther down the line
Far from folsom prison, that's where I want to be
And I'd let that lonesome whistle blow my blues away.....

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