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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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Joshua Kadison

Greyhound Bound

 

Greyhound Bound

(album: Vanishing America - 2001)


Please don't be mad at me for calling
I saw this phone and I had to dial
We left so many things unspoken
I thought we could talk for just a while

Now I'm not saying you owe me anything
My memories are my souvenirs
Like all those cherry lipstick "love-you-baby"s
You scribbled on faded motel mirrors

Now, I'm Greyhound bound for anywhere
I told the man, "The next bus'll do"
They're calling the Twelve-twenty for Tupelo
Just one thing before I go
Tell me, is he good to you

I talked it over with Hadley
He's still out there off of Highway 10
If anybody could explain it
I figured good old Hadley can
His wrinkled hands upon the table
He said, "I hate to break the news
But sometimes there ain't no explaining"
The things a woman'll put you through

Now, I'm Greyhound bound for anywhere
I told the man, "The next bus'll do"
They're calling the Twelve-twenty for Tupelo
Just one thing before I go
Tell me, is he good to you

Well, should you ever think of me
I'll let Hadley know where I'm staying
In the meanwhile, I'll get over you
Least that's what I'm praying for

Now, I'm Greyhound bound for anywhere
I told the man, "The next bus'll do"
They're calling the Twelve-twenty for Tupelo
Just one thing before I go
Tell me, is he good to you
But just one thing before I go
Tell me, is he good to you

done

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