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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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Neal McCoy

Head South

 

Head South

(album: That's Life - 2005)


Head south in the mornin':
Just take off with no warning.
Tell your boss you need a change of scene.
Head south if you're feeling,
Your homesick heart is reeling,
An' get yourself a bowl of butter beans.

Anywhere east of the Rio Grande,
Get you a cane pole in your hand:
Fry a mess of fish up on the bank.
You cross that Mason-Dixon line,
Leave your cares an' worries behind:
Sit out under a Willow tree an' think.

Head south: are you listenin'?
You don't know what you're missing.
From Virgina shores to the Gulf of Mexico.
Well, head south to Kentucky,
Blue Ridge Mountains if you're lucky.
From the Florida Keys to the banks of the Ohio. (Ohio.)

You will feel the heart of Texas swing;
Dixieland down in New Orleans;
Delta blues on the side of a riverbank.
Your Country Soul down in Tennessee;
An' that Mountain Music's all right by me.
Hot Jambalaya, you're in the land of Hank.

(Oh, hit it.)
(Tickle that ivory, yeah, aw yeah.)
(Mmm, mm, that's all right.)
(Oh, yeah.)

Head south, good God almighty,
Ain't the thought of it excitin'?
Crab cakes, corn bread, crawfish an' barbecyue.
Head south, horn of plenty,
For the few an' the many.
All the south is missing, man, is you, yeah.
All the south is missing, man, is you.
(Da, da, da. Da, da, da.)
Aw, hah.

done

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