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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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John Williamson

Old Man Verandah

 

Old Man Verandah

(album: Boomerang Café - 1988)


An old digger in an armchair
Through purple jacaranda
All alone with slippers on his feet
His loves have all gone north
To live in New South Wales
And his tired eyes don't focus on the street

Would he be my Grandpa?
I wonder would he mind
He could take me fishing, Oh-Oh,
And I could pick his apricots
And put 'em in a tin
But he probably doesn't like me

Hey old man verandah
Can't you see the boy
Throwing stones so bored and so lonely
He might break a window
But he might break a heart
'Cause he might be a world for you to love

Would he be my Grandpa?
I wonder would he mind
He could take me driving in his Humber
And maybe he could teach me
How to shoot a gun
And how to skin a rabbit

Hey old man verandah
Can't you hear the boy
Rattling pickets just for your attention
He could do a lot for you
You'd do a lot for him
'Cause he might be a world for you to love

It's just another lonely picture
You can hang it on the wall
On Sunday they still gather on the lawn
The peppercorns are older
But no-one seems much wiser
They sent the boy to fight the Asian War

Would he be my Grandpa?
I wonder would he mind
He could take me fishing, Oh-Oh,
And I could pick his apricots
And put 'em in a tin
But he probably doesn't like me...

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