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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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James McMurtry

Lobo Town

 

Lobo Town

(album: Saint Mary Of The Woods - 2002)


Grand Daddy's good name
Fits like a shackle and a chain
And all them others, long dead
Still hanging 'round my head.

Hard working kind of men
There's not a one left of them
There's only me, there's only mine
I guess we're all the other kind.

Throwing dice and dipping snuff
Out in a trailer, back in the brush
Sipping crown and smoking weed
Hunting hogs and cooking speed.

That's how we do it nowadays
No matter what the teachers used to say
Pass judgment if you dare
See if any of us care.

You're goddamn right, you got no clue
So don't tell me I'm dying
That old black dog has got me down
And I can't get loose from Lobo Town.

The post mistress telling tales
While all the blue hairs come get their mail
Wondering why a boy like me
Gets into trouble, well let me see.

They might be kinder if I were poor
But they might only hate me more
When they only know you by your car
It's who you come from, not who you are.

Two hundred channels on big TV
Won't fill the holes inside of me
I'm getting twisted, I'm getting sick
I need some help and I need it quick.

'Cause I can feel the curtain fall
When won't no one return my calls
I used 'em hard, I used 'em up
I never will amount to much.

You're goddamn right, you got no clue
So don't tell me I'm dying
That old black dog has got me down
And I can't get loose from Lobo Town.

I'll take the house and the land
I'm gonna list it get what I can
Sell the horses, sell the cows
Sell 'em all, sell 'em now.

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