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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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Doc Watson

House Of The Rising Sun

 

House Of The Rising Sun


There is a house down in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it's been the ruin of a many poor boy
And me, oh God, I'm one

Mamma, she worked for a tailor man
She sewed all my new blue jeans
And my daddy was a gambling man
In the town of old New Orleans
(Shuffle them cards, Richard)

The only thing that a rounder ever needs
Is a suitcase and a trunk
And the only time he's ever satisfied
Is when he's on a drunk

Boys fill up your glasses right to the brim
Let the drinks flow merrily round
And we'll drink to the health of a rounder poor boy
Who rambles from town to town

Now fella's don't believe what a bad woman tells you
Though her eyes be blue or brown
Unless she's standing on some old scaffold high
Saying "fellas" they won't let me come down

Go tell my youngest brother
Not to do the awful things that I've done
And to shun that old house down in New Orleans
That they call the Rising Sun

Soon they'll take me back down to New Orleans
To face all the crimes that I've done
Then they'll tie me to, an old ball and chain
Until my earlthy race is run

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