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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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Johnny Cash

Casey Jones

 

Casey Jones

(album: Blood, Sweat And Tears - 1963)


Come all you rounders if you wanna hear
The story about a brave engineer
Casey Jones was the roller's name
On a 6-8-wheeler course he rode to fame
Caller called Casey 'bout half past four
He kissed his wife at the station door
He climbed in the cabin with his orders in his hand
Said "this is the trip to the Promised Land"

Casey Jones, climbed in the cabin
Casey Jones, orders in his hand
Casey Jones, leaning out the window
Taking a trip to the Promised Land

Through South Memphis Yards on a fly
Rain been a falling and the water was high
Everybody knew by the engine's moan
That the man at the throttle was Casey Jones

Well Jones said "Fireman now don't you fret"
Sim Webb said "I ain't a giving up yet"
We're eight hours late with the southbound mail
We'll be on time or we're leaving the rails

Casey Jones, climbed in the cabin
Casey Jones, orders in his hand
Casey Jones, leaning out the window
Taking a trip to the Promised Land

Dead on the rail was a passenger train
Blood was a boiling in Casey's brain
Casey said "Hey, look out ahead,
Sim, jump, Sim, jump, or we'll all be dead!"

With a hand on a whistle and a hand on a brake
North Mississippi was wide awake
IC railroad officials said
"He's a good engineer to be a laying dead"

Casey Jones, climbed in the cabin
Casey Jones, orders in his hand
Casey Jones, leaning out the window
Taking a trip to the Promised Land

Headaches and heartaches and all kind of pain
Are all a part of the railroad train
Sweat and toil, the good and the grand
Are part of the life of a railroad man

Casey Jones, climbed in the cabin
Casey Jones, orders in his hand
Casey Jones, leaning out the window
Taking a trip to the Promised Land

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