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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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Cody Hibbard

Dying Breed

 

Dying Breed

(album: Memory And A Dirt Road - 2020)


Never been much of a go out party crowd drinker
More of a sit alone on a creek bank sunset thinker
A little more lover than a leaver
A little more find the real thing or just stay single

I'm a little more lyric than I am rhythm
A little more tree stump prayer than back pew pretending
A little less grudge and a lot more forgiving
A little less talk and a lot more listen

Maybe I'm just old fashioned
Maybe I'm cut from a different cloth
Maybe I'm just an old has-been who got it all wrong
Maybe the whole damn world's just awaiting
For me and my kind to kill off, throw us six feet deep
And once and for all, finally be short of this dying breed

Now I ain't much of a sit around hanging out taker
More of a bust my ass for a ring and a drink on a couple acres
With a little more dirt than pavement
Holding her hand growing old on a front porch swinging
I don't think there's a damn thing wrong with that

Maybe I'm just old fashioned
Maybe I'm cut from a different cloth
Maybe I'm just an old has-been who got it all wrong
Maybe the whole damn world's just awaiting
For me and my kind to kill off, throw us six feet deep
And once and for all, finally be short of this dying breed

Maybe I'm just old fashioned
Maybe I'm cut from a different cloth
Maybe I'm just an old has-been who got it all wrong
Maybe the whole damn world's just awaiting
For me and my kind to kill off, throw us six feet deep
And once and for all, finally be short of this dying breed
Short of this dying breed

Now I'm a little more lyric than I am rhythm
A little more tree stump prayer than back pew pretending

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