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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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Bing Crosby

The Streets Of Laredo

 

The Streets Of Laredo


As I walked out in the streets of Laredo
As I walked out in Laredo one day
I spied a dear cowboy, wrapped up in white linen
Wrapped up in white linen and cold as the clay

"I see by your outfit that you are a cowboy."
These words he did say as I boldly stepped by
"Come sit down beside me and hear my sad story
I'm shot in the breast, and I know I must die."

"It was once in the saddle I used to go dashing
Once in the saddle I used to go gay
First to the dram-house and then to the card-house
Got shot in the breast, and I must die today."

"Oh, beat the drum slowly and play the fife lowly
And play the death march as you carry me along
Take me to the green valley, there lay the sod o'er me
For I'm a young cowboy and I know I've done wrong."

"Go bring me a cup, a cup of cold water
To cool my parched lips", the cowboy then said
But before I returned, his soul had departed
And gone to the roundup the cowboy was dead

We beat the drum slowly and played the fife lowly
And bitterly wept as we bore him along
For we loved our comrade, so brave, young and handsome
We all loved our comrade, although he'd done wrong

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