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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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Glen Campbell

Little Green Apples

 

Little Green Apples

(album: Bobbie Gentry & Glen Campbell - 1968)


Well, I wake up in the morning
With my hair down in my eyes
And she says "Hi"
And I hurry to the breakfast table
While the kids are going off to school, "Goodbye"
And she reaches out and takes my hand
And squeezes it and says "How you feeling Hon?"
And I look across at smiling lips that warms my heart
And I see my morning sun
And if that's not loving me
Then all I've got to say

God didn't make the little green apples
And it don't rain in Indianapolis in the summertime
There's no such thing as Dr. Suess
Disneyland and Mother Goose, no nursery rhyme

God didn't make the little green apples
And it don't rain in Indianapolis in the summertime
And when my self is feeling low
I think about your face aglow and ease my mind

Sometimes I call him up knowing he's busy
And ask if he could get away and meet me
And maybe grab a bite to eat
And he drops what he's doing and hurry's down to meet me
And I'm always late
He sits waiting patiently and smiles when he first sees me
'Cause he's made that way
And if that's not loving me
Then all I've got to say

God didn't make the little green apples
And it don't snow in Indianapolis when the winter come
There's no such thing as make believe
Puppy dogs and autumn leaves, no B.B. gun

God didn't make the little green apples
And it don't rain in Indianapolis in the summertime
And when my self is feeling low
I think about your face aglow and ease my mind

done

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