The Boxer(Simon&Garfunkel)
I am just a poor boy
- 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
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- 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
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- 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
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- 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
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