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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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David Allan Coe

Mister, Don't Speak Bad About My Music

 

Mister, Don't Speak Bad About My Music

(album: Hello In There - 1983)


I spent most of my life in king sized cities
With every luxury at my command
I've never had a horse or saddle
I've never, ever owned a piece of land
Bright lights of the city keep me going
From early morning til I get my pay
Friday night I'm in some downtown honky tonk
Singing the songs that I've heard the jukebox play

Hey Mister don't talk bad about my music
Be careful what you say about my clothes
Hey Mister I sing what they call country music
And I love it, I just want the world to know

I know I'll never make it in a small town
I need those bright lights whirling around my head
That don't mean that you won't find me dreaming
About chucking fences, running my own spread
I guess I'll always be part of the rush hour
Looking forward til I get my pay
Friday night I'm in some downtown honky tonk
Singing the songs that I've heard the jukebox play

Hey Mister don't talk bad about my music
Be careful what you say about my clothes
Hey Mister I sing what they call country music
And I love it, I just want the world to know

done

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