Your native language

عربي

Arabic

عربي

简体中文

Chinese

简体中文

Nederlands

Dutch

Nederlands

Français

French

Français

Deutsch

German

Deutsch

Italiano

Italian

Italiano

日本語

Japanese

日本語

한국인

Korean

한국인

Polski

Polish

Polski

Português

Portuguese

Português

Română

Romanian

Română

Русский

Russian

Русский

Español

Spanish

Español

Türk

Turkish

Türk

Українська

Ukrainian

Українська
User Avatar

소리


상호 작용


난이도


악센트



인터페이스 언어

ko

Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
쿠키 정책   |   지원하다   |   FAQ
Lyrkit 수탉

안녕하세요! 저는 리킷이에요!

영어 단어를 암기하기 위해 여러 가지 방법을 시도했고 나에게 가장 효과적인 방법을 찾았습니다!

우리는 이미 평생 동안 들어왔던 노래의 가사를 모두 기억 속에 갖고 있습니다. 우리는 그 말에 주의를 기울이지 않았지만 우리 모두는 이미 그 말을 듣고 있습니다!

나는 이전에 이미 들었던 노래에서 새로운 단어를 배울 때 이미 이 단어의 번역을 영원히 알고 있으며 결코 잊지 못할 것이라는 점을 깨달았습니다!

이 방법을 여러분과 공유하고 싶습니다. 따라서 계획은 다음과 같습니다.

우리는 이미 들어본 노래를 찾습니다.

익숙하지 않은 단어를 모두 추가합니다.

우리는 메모리 게임의 미니 테스트를 통과했습니다. 완료

이제 많은 단어를 알았으니, 전체 언어를 아주 빨리 알게 될 것입니다!

이 방법이 얼마나 효과적인지 놀라게 되실 겁니다!)

더 나아가

건너뛰다
1
등록/로그인
Lyrkit

기부하다

5$

Lyrkit

기부하다

10$

Lyrkit

기부하다

20$

Lyrkit

아니면 나를 평가해줘 Windows Store:


그리고/또는 나를 사회적으로 지지해 주세요. 네트워크:


Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Upchurch

Outlaw

 

Outlaw

(앨범: Heart Of America - 2016)


Where have the rebels gone

We don't need another pretty boy singing pretty songs
Fake country boys, doing country all wrong
Need another Haggard, or a Johnny Cash
Somebody chewing 'baccer, and whipping ass
I need a preacher, I need a savior, how about y'all?
Can I get an outlaw?

Let me get a outlaw like the man who raised me up
Hauling chickens to Kentucky in the back of beat up trucks
Because all I'm seeing now is Hollywood wearing some hunting gear
And T.V. shows 'bout idiots that think country is drinking beer
I'm sick of seeing skinny jeans smiling like a cover girl
I wanna see some kids outback with .22's popping squirrels
I wanna see some young guns going out on a duck hunt
And lesser of this Flappy Bird and acting like a lazy bum
Cause trends got it twisted and they make country a petty style
Now where's all my country folks that actually could go survive
When that stock market crashes I'll be somewhere deep off in these pines
Killing shit, kicking ass, and taking what the hell is mine

We don't need another pretty boy singing pretty songs
Fake country boys, doing country all wrong
Need another Haggard, or a Johnny Cash
Somebody chewing 'baccer and whipping ass
I need a preacher, I need a savior, how about y'all?
Can I get an outlaw?

I got scars on my knuckles from a loud mouth in the parking lot
Knife wounds in my back from so called friends that tend to lie a lot
There's snakes up in the grass, but, bubba shit, I'm used to walking tall
And if I feel you're talking shit, won't second guess to jack your jaw
Today the world we live in, realness tends to wash and fade away
That's why if you ain't walking shit then I don't care for shit you say
I met the folks I idolize and so far they're some white ass lies
Just country faking good disguise, now tell me how that tends to fly
I'm on my southern rhyme twang, baby, come and roll with me
Backwoods as it gets and not the shit that you see on T.V.
I'm talking Chevy C10, kicking up some brown rocks
.30-06 with a cedar-stained wood stock

We don't need another pretty boy singing pretty songs
Fake country boys, doing country all wrong
Need another Haggard, or a Johnny Cash
Somebody chewing 'baccer, and whipping ass
I need a preacher, I need a savior, how about y'all?
Can I get an outlaw?

I stay coming in like a rock so they be calling me the Scottsdale
Cornbread fed and you know I'm raising plenty hell
I'm turnt up like some honkies at a kegger party in a hotel
And I'm breaking down these barriers like drywall that needs repairs
I'm cold with my shit, boy, I'm cold with my style boy
That backwoods, that hick town, that late night, that driving round
That George Strait cranked real loud, got lightning bugs on my windshield
That back road, no cops found and I'm sipping on that hot brown
I wreck shit, my motto, got rednecks by the truckload
That smell good stay sprayed on, I hit downtown and take girls home
That bonfire, light that up, home grown shit, roll one
I got a gun rack in by back glass and a big gun, it holds one

We don't need another pretty boy singing pretty songs
Fake country boys, doing country all wrong
Need another Haggard, or a Johnny Cash
Somebody chewing 'baccer, and whipping ass
I need a preacher, I need a savior, how about y'all?
Can I get an outlaw?

완료

이 노래에 생소한 단어를 모두 추가하셨나요?