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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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The Everly Brothers

House Of The Rising Sun

 

House Of The Rising Sun

(album: The Hit Sound Of The Everly Brothers - 1967)


There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
It's been the ruin of many poor boy
And Lord I know I'm one

Go tell my brother Phillip
Don't do what I have done
To shun the house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun

Our mother she was a tailor
She sewed our old bluejeans
Our father he was a gambler
Way down in New Orleans

There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it's been the death of many poor boy
And Lord I know I'm one

Now the only thing a gambler needs
Is a suitcase and a trunk
And the only time that he's satisfied
Is when he's on a drunk

Oh mother tell your children
Not to do what I have done
To spend their life in sin and misery
In the house of the Rising Sun

With one foot on the platform
And the other foot on the train
I'm going back to New Orleans
To wear that ball and chain

There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it's been the death of many poor boy
And Lord I know I'm one

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