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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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Jerry Jeff Walker

Well Of The Blues

 

Well Of The Blues

(album: Walker's Collectibles - 1974)


Amoeba man, he runs from hot, wraps up from the cold
Old evil man, he worries a lot 'bout how he's gonna save his soul
Easy man, maybe he like whiskey, silly girl, maybe she got caught
And old lazy bones, maybe he stays home, saw more than he sought

The well of the blues oh, it never runs dry
It never gets full enough of whiskey and rye
The well of the blues...

Preacher man bad-mouths the bottle and Mama pours it down the drain
Old grandpa likes to keep it within reach, it eases his favorite pain
And all year long old teetotallers' songs would echo grandpa's fall
But on the holidays everything's okay, even judges forget the laws

The well of the blues...

Well, there's natural-born winners and losers out looking for the old time thrill
They get the Indians' luck, the burning cup, stuck with a whiskey still
Till it fills the head and makes the bed spin like a wildcat drill
Boring a hole down deep in your soul that only a bottle can fill

The well of the blues...

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