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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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Chris Knight

Becky's Bible

 

Becky's Bible

(album: A Pretty Good Guy - 2001)


Let the beer bottle
Rattle on my pistol
On the seat of my Chevy pick up truck
And I'm taking these gravel roads
As fast as my truck will go
I'm running like a scared white tail buck

It was a long night card game
With Earl Ray and Bobby
And some ol boy they worked with from Adair
That boy didn't like me
Then he said I was cheating
Gun shots rang out on the midnight air

I don't wanna see the day light
But my Becky's alone tonight
I wonder if she's waiting up for me

I'm gonna hide out in the bottom
Where I hunted deer and turkey
I know that swamp like the back of my hand
Hell I was born and raised here
Just wanted to be a good ol boy
Never thought I'd ever be a wanted man

But soon they gonna catch me
Ain't no way around that
'Cause I don't know any other place to hide
I wonder if Becky's Bible is still in the glove box
'Cause I'm sure gonna need it if that boy died

I don't wanna see the daylight
But my Becky's alone tonight
I wonder if she's waiting up for me

Sometime tomorrow morning
When I ought to be fishing
They'll probably be hauling me in
I'll be sitting in the jail house
No need to be wishing
I'll ever get to fish the green river again

I'll be praying for some daylight
Cause my Becky's alone tonight
I wonder if she's waiting up for me

I wonder if she's waiting up for me

done

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