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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 LeDoux

Daydream Cowboy

 

Daydream Cowboy

(album: Songs Of Rodeo And Country - 1974)


I'm sitting in a city filled with people cars and smoke
The walls are closing in on me my heart's about to choke
The world becomes a foggy dream and I no longer see
The dirty concrete canyons where I have come to be
Cause a cowboy rides the mountains and the draws inside my mind
With his Buckskin underneath him and his pockets full of time
And I can hear his spurs a jingling the chimes of his slapping tack
As his horse lopes up a ridge with the moon light on his back
He rides into a bearing country not meant for him alone
For a loving dark haired lady waits for her cowboy to come home

Well his hat was made in Texas and his chaps are bat wing style
His saddles made by Hauser he rides it all the while
It glistens with silver conches tap adores for his feet
He's got a chew of Copenhagen tucked inside his cheek
In fact the only thing that saves me here from going plumb insane
Is that cowboy pounding leather down in the coolies in my brain
And I can hear his spurs a jingling...

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