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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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Kane Brown

BFE

 

BFE

(album: Mixtape, Vol. 1 - 2020)


Yeah, we grew up in the backseat
Singing, tapping bare feet
Blaring daddy's radio
It was clothes on the clothesline
Skeeters zapping porch lights
Blue collar, red dirt road

It was Ford, it was Chevy
Longneck Bud heavies
It was RC Cola cokes
It was blue jeans, Skoal rings
Dry-rotted tire swings
Yeah, that's all we know

Yeah, here's to the middle of nowhere
Where the small town roots run deep
If you know what I'm talking 'bout
Yeah, you was raised like me
Talking Florida, 'Bama, Georgia, Carolina
Louisiana, Mississippi
Texas to Tennessee
So raise your beers, cheers, here's to BFE

It was chickens from the front yard
Grilling in the backyard
Collard greens on the stove
It was 'baccer, it was corn
Praise the Lord I was born
In a town nobody knows

Yeah, here's to the middle of nowhere
Where the small town roots run deep
If you know what I'm talking 'bout
Yeah, you was raised like me
Talking Florida, 'Bama, Georgia, Carolina
Louisiana, Mississippi
Texas to Tennessee
So raise your beers, cheers, here's to BFE

(Play that thing)
(C'mon!)

Yeah, here's to the middle of nowhere
Where the small town roots run deep
If you know what I'm talking 'bout
Yeah, you was raised like me
Talking Florida, 'Bama, Georgia, Carolina
Louisiana, Mississippi
Texas to Tennessee
So raise your beers, cheers, here's to BFE
Yeah, raise your beers, cheers, here's to BFE

Ooh, that's right

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?