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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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Fairport Convention

General Taylor

 

General Taylor

(album: The Bonny Bunch Of Roses - 1977)


General Taylor gained the day
Walk him along, John, carry him along
General Taylor gained the day
Carry him to his burying ground

To me way, hey, hey Stormy
Walk him along, John, carry him along
Way, hey, hey, Stormy

Carry him to his burying ground
I wish I was sold Stormy's son

Walk him along, John, carry him along
I'd build me a ship of ten thousand ton
Carry him to his burying ground

To me way, hey, hey Stormy
Walk him along, John, carry him along
Way, hey, hey, Stormy

I'd load her down with ale and rum
Walk him along, John, carry him along
And every shellback should have some
Carry him to his burying ground

To me way, hey, hey Stormy
Walk him along, John, carry him along
Way, hey, hey, Stormy

We dug his grave with a silver spade
Walk him along, John, carry him along
His shroud of the finest silk was made

To me way, hey, hey Stormy
Walk him along, John, carry him along
Way, hey, hey, Stormy

We lowered him down on a golden chain
Walk him along, John, carry him along
On every link we carved his name
Carry him to his burying ground

To me way, hey, hey Stormy
Walk him along, John, carry him along
Way, hey, hey, Stormy

General Taylor died long ago
Walk him along, John, carry him along
He's gone to where the winds don't blow
Carry him to his burying ground

To me way, hey, hey Stormy
Walk him along, John, carry him along
Way, hey, hey, Stormy

done

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