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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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Faron Young

Saw Mill

 

Saw Mill

(album: Story Songs For Country Folks - 1964)


Well, once I was a slave at the sawmill
Talk about a poor boy, talk about a poor boy
Never saw a dollar bill

My work was so hard at the sawmill
Think about a poor boy, think about a poor boy
Let me have a dollar bill

Well, see my teardrops falling down
My wife left the sawmill town
She said sawmill life had been a sin
The gravy was too thin

And I'd work no more at the sawmill
Mercy of a poor boy, mercy a poor boy
Let me have a dollar bill

And if you bring your wife to the sawmill
How you gonna please her, how you gonna please her
When she wants a dollar bill

They're not satisfied at the sawmill
'Cause women like a dollar, women like a dollar
Yes, and women always will

Oh, see my teardrops falling down
My wife left the sawmill town
She said sawmill life had been a sin
The gravy was too thin

Mercy of a poor boy, mercy a poor boy
Let me have a dollar bill...

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