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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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Tom Dooley

 

Tom Dooley

(album: Darker Than Light - 2012)


Been many song written about the eternal trying
The song about a mystic relation
A beautiful woman named Laurie
and a condemned man by the name of Tom Dooley

Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Hang down your head and cry
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Poor boy, you're bound to die.

Met her on the mountains
There I took her life
Met her on the mountains
Stabbed her with my knife

Took her on the hillside
As God almighty knows
Took her on the hillside
That's where I hid her clothes

Why don't you hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Hang down your head and cry
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Poor boy, you're bound to die.

I dug a grave five feet long
I dug it 3 feet deep
Rolled the cold clay over her
And stumped it with your feet.

Baby this time tomorrow
Reckon where I'll be
If it had not been for Grace
I'da been here in Tennessee

You ought to hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Hang down your head and cry
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Poor boy, you're bound to die.

This time tomorrow
Reckon where I'll be
Down in some lonesome valley
Hanging from a white oak tree, yea

But if Tom Dooley was hung for the murder of Laurie Foster
Then we're scouting North Carolina at sunrise
23rd, 1868, have a nice day Tom

Oh you should hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Hang down your head and cry
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Poor boy, you're bound to die.

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