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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

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Lee Kernaghan

Spirit Of The High Country

 

Spirit Of The High Country

(album: Spirit Of The Bush - 2007)


There's Saltbush and McGinness
A couple drovers down the track
They came up here for muster
It was four or five years back

And there's something 'bout these hills
That holds a man steadfast
Saltbush and McGinness
Will remain here till their last

Dan Milligan's a bushman
From hardened Irish stock
And all there is about him
Is chiselled from this granite rock

Though the bottle's his companion
And his anger's quick to rise
A harder working fella
You'd be hard pressed to find

The spirit of the high country lives in these hills
And the wild horses run on the wind
Where Kosciuszko rises and the Snowy River flows
That's where I'll be
In the heart of the high country

Old Conroy loves this country
Where he was born and raised
The selection handed down
Where the wild horses graze

He's the man who runs the station
Where horsemen gather for the ride
Across these grim and rugged hills
Where the colts run free and wild

The spirit of the high country lives in these hills
And the wild horses run on the wind
Where Kosciuszko rises and the Snowy River flows
That's where I'll be
In the heart of the high country

And that man from Snowy River
Where no other dared to go
He turned back the wild bush horses
Single handed brought them home

And the distant drum of hoofbeats
Of that bold and bravest ride
Still echoes down the hills
Swells your heart with pride

The spirit of the high country lives in these hills
And the wild horses run on the wind
Where Kosciuszko rises and the Snowy River flows
That's where I'll be
In the heart of the high country

The spirit of the high country lives in these hills
And the wild horses run on the wind
Where Kosciuszko rises and the Snowy River flows
That's where I'll be
In the heart of the high country

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