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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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Streets Of Gold

 

Streets Of Gold

(album: Just Me - 2007)


He stands on the street
With a jar at his feet
And his arms stretched toward the sky

God's word in his grip
There's a song on his lips
I will not be denied

Winos walking past
See the change in his glass
And the Devil takes control

They commit their sin
For a half pint of gin
To help fight off the cold

They're laugh found joke [?]
Talked is old tattered cold [?]
Saying preacher pray for me

Satan made us his slaves
Can three whores be saved
Will Jesus set us free

He prays father please forgive them
For they know not what they do
If there's no room in heaven
For these forgotten few

Lord, give this beggars mansion
To these lost wondering souls
And when I get to heaven
I'll sleep on the streets of gold

He lays down his head on the missions last bed
As they turn out the front porch light
There's a knock at the door
Is there room for one more?
I'm sorry not tonight

But he gives up his place
For the sidewalk on 8th
Where the angels take his soul

To a mansion so fair
Built for many to share
There by those streets of gold

He prays father please forgive them
For they know not what they do
If there's no more room in heaven
For these forgotten few

Lord, give this beggars mansion
To these lost wondering souls
And when I get to heaven
I'll sleep on the streets of gold

I'll sleep on the streets of gold...

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