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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

The Lawman Reverend Brown

 

The Lawman Reverend Brown

(album: Sing Me A Song, Mr. Rodeo Man - 1977)


I can still recall the day my uncle Chester caught religion
The reverend took him swimming and the devil must have drown
Uncle Chester he was big mean and even vicious
But he didn't stand a chance against the lawman Reverend Brown
The lawman Reverend Brown was the sheriff of Pitman County
His hair was long and black like the dusty suit he wore
In the pockets of his coat were the tools of his profession
A tattered old black bible and a loaded 44
And all across the mountain you could hear the children singing
Bout the peace down in the valley like there never was before
The reverend had a special way of healing wicked sinners
He only had to shoot a few to save a whole lot more

I don't know where he came from but I do know where he gone
He's gone to meet his maker and to guard the masters thrown
And to keep a home fire burning for the ones lost in the night
The kind of fire he lit in me to help me see the light
And all across the mountain...

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