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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

Cowboy Hall Of Fame

 

Cowboy Hall Of Fame

(album: It's Just A Matter Of Time - 1985)


With a thin high crack of leather, a flash of silver spurs
The horseman comes to hoof beat drums, a restless wanderer
Look quickly when he passes, look quickly if you can
You just might see the last American

He's riding o'er the far horizon without fear or shame
So tip your hat and don't forget his name
It's written in the Cowboy Hall of Fame

He might be a rustler, or he might be the law
He may go down in history as 'quickest on the draw'
Or he might be a wrangler who's quicker with a song
All you little doggies get along

No two bit tin-horn gambler's gonna cheat him in a game
He'd rather take his poke and stake a claim
On a rancho in the Cowboy Hall of Fame

Ride free
Forever on the unfenced open range
All the way to California and the sea
But keep your powder dry and never change

He's riding down in Texas, he's on the Chisholm Trail
He'll go through old New Mexico, stand fast and never fail
He's out in the Missouri Breaks, he's down in Monterrey
Look quickly 'cos he just went that-a-way

And he's going to Oklahoma trailing dust and shooting flames
A man that only God himself could tame
To hang his saddle in the Cowboy Hall of Fame
To hang his saddle in the Cowboy Hall of Fame

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