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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 Reed

Little Things

 

Little Things

(album: Red Hot Picker - 1975)


I wanna go back home to Georgia take the shoes off of my feet
Roll up my britches leg and go wading in Sweetwater creek
I wanna fish all night like I used to with my Pappy and my Uncle Frank
Pan fry me a mess of them fish right down on the Chattahoochee River bank

I wanna hear them coon dogs a working out across them Georgia hills
See the moonlight through them pine trees sit and listen to the whippoorwills
I wanna eat my mama's homemade biscuits till my last attempt
Or listen to my pappy and Grandpa Hubbard bellyache about the government

The little things that make you happiest in time
Always leave a memory that never will grow old
The little things that make you happiest in time
Leave a lot of sunshine in your soul

Well I've seen the world out a wandering I've traveled it all around
I've rambled up a many highway and I've slept in many a town
But at home on the back porch picking my guitar watching that sun go down
Is the closest place to heaven I ever found
Oh take me home take me home
Oh this boy wants to go home

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