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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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Ryan Bingham

Ghost Of Travelin' Jones

 

Ghost Of Travelin' Jones

(album: Mescalito - 2007)


An empty sack of dust
Or just a box of bones
Call me what you will, son
My name's Traveling Jones
And I search for the fire
Stumbled upon with a precious desire

Traveling Jones
Have you seen the miles
Have you smelled the whiskey and the smoke
Burning out underneath your tires
Traveling Jones
You're the Traveling Jones
Tell me the secrets of an endless road

It's not where you've been, son
It's what you understand
Do you know the right from wrong
Tell me, boy, are you an honest man
Have you ever felt the fire
Stumbled upon with a precious desire

Have your fingers bled, boy
Off sin's strings
Tied to that wooden box
That you're playing across your knee
Have you ever felt the fire
Stumbled upon with a precious desire

Traveling Jones
I've seen the miles
I've played in every honky-tonk bar
Behind that chicken wire
Traveling Jones
You're the Traveling Jones
Tell me the secrets of an endless road

An empty sack of dust
Or just a box of bones
Call me what you will, son
My name's Traveling Jones
And I found the fire

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