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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 Johnson

Pray For Rain

 

Pray For Rain

(album: Six Strings One Dream - 2009)


When I was five years old
Looking through the window pane,
There was debt growing in the fields,
Every year it was the same,
There was burnt up corn,
Living in a dusty haze,
And daddy'd say good night son, I love you,
And pray for rain.

Well, it was about mid July when daddy's pride sank,
He told my momma, he was going to the bank,
He put on his Sunday's best, but it didn't hide his pain,
The banker said take the money son,
But you better, pray for rain.

Well there's no clouds to hide the sun,
And there's no waters in the creeks,
And there's a fear in the congregation,
Every Sunday when we meet,
That the devil's found West Texas
And he may never leave,
The preacher gives his sermon,
Says pay your tithes and pray for rain.

Now my daddy's land is mine,
And times sure ain't the same,
The blacktop's taken over,
There's no room to grow the grain,
And now the man down at the bank
He don't understand my pain,
Cause he don't have to lay his head down every night,
And pray for rain.

When I was five years old,
Looking through the window pane,
There was debt growing in the fields,
Every year it was the same.
There was burnt up corn,
Living in a dusty haze,
And daddy'd say good night son,
I love you,
And pray for rain.

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