The Boxer lyrics by Paul Simon |
Intro: |
I am just a poor boy |
Though my story's seldom told |
I have squandered my resistance |
For a pocketful of mumbles |
Such are promises |
All lies and jest |
Still, a man hears what he |
Wants to hear |
And disregards the rest |
When I left my home |
And my family |
I was no more than a boy |
In the company of strangers |
In the quiet of the railway station |
Running scared |
Laying low |
Seeking out the poorer quarters |
Where the ragged people go |
Looking for the places |
Only they would know |
Bridge: |
Asking only workman's wages |
I come looking for a job |
But I get no offers |
Just a come-on from the whores |
On Seventh Avenue |
I do declare |
There were times when I was |
So lonesome |
I took some comfort there |
Bridge: |
Then I'm laying out |
My winter clothes |
And wishing I was gone |
Going home |
Where the New York City winters |
Aren't bleeding me |
Leading me |
Going home |
In the clearing stands a boxer |
And a fighter by his trade |
And he carries the reminders |
Of ev'ry glove that laid him down |
Or cut him till he cried out |
In his anger and his shame |
"I am leaving, I am leaving" |
But the fighter still remains |
Bridge: |
x2 |
Ending: |
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