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Ik heb veel manieren geprobeerd om Engelse woorden te onthouden en vond de meest effectieve voor mij!

We hebben alle woorden van de liedjes die we ons hele leven hebben gehoord al in ons geheugen. We hebben er simpelweg geen aandacht aan besteed, maar we horen ze allemaal al!

Ik merkte dat wanneer je een nieuw woord leert uit een liedje dat je al eerder hebt gehoord, je de vertaling van dit woord al voor altijd kent en je het nooit zult vergeten!

Deze methode wil ik met je delen. Het schema is dus als volgt.

We vinden liedjes die we al gehoord hebben.

We voegen alle onbekende woorden ervan toe.

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David Lee Murphy

Mama's Last

 

Mama's Last

(album: Tryin' To Get There - 2004)


Well I never knew my daddy
But everybody says my brother looks like him
And my brother he's in prison
And I doubt he'll be getting out again
But I watch it from the cradle
Though mama tried to hide the truth from me
She did all that she was able
And Lord I guess the rest is history

But we all know nobody's perfect
And mama prayed I'd turn out differently
And she tried to raise me better
'Cause I was the baby of the family
Oh well I know she'd never say it
But we all make mistakes and that's a fact
And I know I'm not the first but I guess
I was Mama's last

Mama had to work the factory
She had too much pride to take a helping hand
But she read the Bible
So I got no excuse for what I am
When they'd pass the plate on Sunday
I know it'd break her heart if she knew now
While she was putting in her quarters
I was reaching in and taking dollars out

But we all know nobody's perfect
And mama prayed I'd turn out differently
And she tried to raise me better
'Cause I was the baby of the family
Oh well I know she'd never say it
But we all make mistakes and that's a fact
And I know I'm not the first but I guess
I was Mama's last

But we all know nobody's perfect
And mama prayed I'd turn out differently
And she tried to raise me better
'Cause I was the baby of the family
Oh well I know she'd never say it
But we all make mistakes and that's a fact
And I know I'm not the first but I guess
I was Mama's last

No I'm not the first mistake that she ever made
But I was mama's last

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