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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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Tyrone Wells

Carolina Blues

 

Carolina Blues

(album: Snapshot - 2003)


Grampa was a preacher
And he led the singing, too
Grandma used to yodel
And tell us what to do

Grampa drove a limousine
But just on Saturdays
And he'd tell the crying families
About Jesus by the grave

And he was always smiling
And whistling a tune
And Grampa had the kindest eyes
Carolina Blues

Once I knew this girl whose
Grampa was a millionaire
And when he kicked the bucket
She was the only heir

And he left her with everything
More than she could dream
Truckloads full of money
With a castle by the sea

But he was always lying
And selfish as could be
So he left her with empty words
And painful memories

Now Grampa didn't leave me
Money I could spend
I guess that he didn't have
Much money in the end

But my Grampa was an honest man
Seeking after Truth
And Grampa had the kindest eyes
Carolina Blues

Now Grandma had a daughter
And then she had two sons
And one became my father
When he and Ma were done

And I might be the richest man
To ever walk this earth
'Cause I was left with so much more
Than money could be worth

And my dad's just like my grampa
He's wearing worn out shoes
But he's a man that I can trust
He always tells the truth

Now maybe Dad won't leave me
Money I can spend
My guess is that he won't have
Much money in the end

But my father is an honest man
Seeking after truth
And Daddy got my grandpa's eyes
Carolina Blues

Carolina Blues

Carolina Blues

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