The Boxer Simon and Garfunkal # 012 - 5
I am just a poor boy, though my story's seldom told
I have squandered my resistance
C
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
C Am
When I left my home and family I was no more than a boy
In the company of strangers
C
In the quiet of a railway station running scared
Am G F C
Laying low seeking out the poorer quarters where the ragged
people go
G
F C
Looking for the places only they would know
Am G
Lie-la-lie
Lie-la-lie la lie-la-lie
Am
F G C
Lie la lie
Lie-la-lie la la la la lie la la la la lie
Am
Asking only workmans wages I come looking for a job
But I get no offers
C
Just a come-on from the whores on seventh avenue
Am G F
I do declare there were times when I was so lonesome
I took some comfort there
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Am G
Lie-la-lie
Lie-la-lie la lie-la-lie
Am
F G C
Lie la lie
Lie-la-lie la la la la lie la la la la lie
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
C
Am
In the clearing stands a boxer and a fighter by his trade
And he carries the reminders
C
Of ev'ry glove that laid him down or cut him 'till he cried
out
In his anger and his shame
G F C
"I am Leaving, I am Leaving." But the Fighter still remains
Am G
Lie-la-lie
Lie-la-lie la lie-la-lie
Am
F G C
Lie la lie
Lie-la-lie la la la la lie la la la la lie