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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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Doug Stone

A Jukebox With A Country Song

 

A Jukebox With A Country Song

(album: I Thought It Was You - 1991)


After three good years together
We had our first big fight
So she went to her mother's
And I went for a drive

Down an old familiar highway
Just a few miles out of town
To that run down, one room tavern
That used to be my stomping ground

Well I pulled in the driveway
You know it all still looked the same
And I couldn't wait to down a few
And hear that jukebox strain

But as I walked in through the doorway
Well there stood some kind of matra'd
Well he looked me up and he looked me
Down and said can I help you please

And I said what'd you do with those swinging doors
And where's the sawdust on the floor
Why's everybody wearing suits and ties
From where I stand I can't believe my eyes

And who's idea was it to hang these ferns
This brand new bar don't have a single burn
I guess I'm somewhere that I don't belong
I need a jukebox with a country song

Well I looked back to the corner
Where the jukebox once stood proud
Some clown was playing records
Too fast, too long and too loud

And it must have been a big mistake
To try and speak my mind
So as they were asking me to leave
I cried out one more time

What'd you do with those swinging doors
And where's the sawdust on the floor
Why's everybody wearing suits and ties
From where I stand I can't believe my eyes

And who's idea was it to hang these ferns
This brand new bar don't have a single burn
I guess I'm somewhere that I don't belong
I need a jukebox with a country song

I guess I don't belong
Without a jukebox
And a country song...

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