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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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Joe Diffie

Fit For A King

 

Fit For A King

(album: Homecoming: The Bluegrass Album - 2010)


His pulpit's a corner on 19th and Main
His grip on the gospel, his one claim to fame
He hurls fire and brimstone at the cars passing by
While he offers salvation from the Savior on high

His khakis are tattered and he ain't bathed in weeks
His bouts with the bottle show up on his cheeks
He looks like a scarecrow, a sight to behold
But he works for the Shepherd, bringing lambs to the fold

He points to the Bible he holds in his hands
Says I'm proof that the good Lord can save any man

Son, it ain't what you're driving or the clothes that you wear
Material possessions won't matter up there
Someday in heaven with the angels I'll sing
And these rags that I'm wearing will be fit for a king

He's fighting a fever but in spite of the chill
He pulls up his collar and speaks of God's will
His body is weakened but his faith is still strong
He's filled with conviction for the mission he's on

'Cause a mansion is waiting, he'll be homeless no more
And his words will soon echo from that far distant shore

Son, it ain't what you're driving or the clothes that you wear
Material possessions won't matter up there
Someday in heaven with the angels I'll sing
And these rags that I'm wearing will be fit for a king

Someday in heaven with the angels I'll sing
And these rags that I'm wearing will be fit for a king

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