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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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Kenny Rogers

The Factory

 

The Factory

(album: I Prefer The Moonlight - 1987)


I can't say that he loved his work
But he fed a family of nine
Papa never heard of union
He logged his scale in time
But he was a lucky man
At least he had a job
Down at the fact'ry

40 years cut across his back
Fighting it tooth and nail
Work was hard enough to make
A man forget his fear of Hell
He was a thankful man
He had a job
Down at the fact'ry

Sometimes through the walls at night
I'd hear him on his knees
Praying, "Lord, please help me
Through another day
Give me strength
And bless this house
This family of mine
And thank you, Lord, for my job
Down at the fact'ry"

It's hard for a man
To build a life
On a miller's pay
But like father
Just like son
At least I could pay my way

I'm a lucky man
I've got a job
Down at the fact'ry

As I put my kids to bed
Wonder what's in store
Ask the Lord for a better way
'Cause they deserve much more
Than to raise their own
With just a job
Down at the fact'ry

Sometimes when it's late at night
I get down on my knees
Prayin, "Lord, please help me
Through another day
And give me strength
And bless this house
This family of mine
And, thank you, lord, for my job
Down at the fact'ry"

We got more than some
At least I got a job
Down at the fact'ry

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