The Boxer Lyrics
| Song | The Boxer |
| Artist | 林志美 |
| Album | Moment to Moment |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:19.710] | He is just a poor boy. |
| [00:21.750] | Though his story's seldom told, |
| [00:25.200] | He has squandered his resistance |
| [00:26.520] | For a pocketful of mumbles, |
| [00:29.630] | Such are promises |
| [00:33.209] | All lies and jest |
| [00:35.990] | Still, a man hears what he wants to hear |
| [00:37.778] | And disregards the rest. |
| [00:49.679] | When He left his home |
| [00:51.697] | And his family, |
| [00:52.227] | I was no more than a boy |
| [00:54.679] | In the company of strangers |
| [00:57.177] | In the quiet of the railway station, |
| [01:00.297] | Running scared, |
| [01:01.897] | Laying low, |
| [01:05.970] | Seeking out the poorer quarters |
| [01:07.687] | Where the ragged people go, |
| [01:10.688] | Looking for the places |
| [01:12.880] | Only they would know. |
| [01:15.148] | CHORUSLie-la-lie..... |
| [01:31.588] | Asking only workman's wages |
| [01:33.577] | I come looking for a job, |
| [01:35.937] | But I get no offers. |
| [01:39.146] | Just a come-on from the whores |
| [01:41.258] | On Seventh Avenue |
| [01:44.997] | I do declare, |
| [01:46.728] | There were times when I was so lonesome |
| [01:49.697] | I took some comfort there. |
| [02:24.210] | CHORUS Lie-la-lie..... |
| [02:38.230] | Then I'm laying out my winter clothes |
| [02:42.610] | And wishing I was gone |
| [02:44.500] | Going home |
| [02:47.610] | Where the New York City winters |
| [02:49.900] | Aren't bleeding me, |
| [02:53.650] | Leading me, |
| [02:58.200] | Going home. |
| [03:04.0] | In the clearing stands a boxer, |
| [03:08.720] | And a fighter by his trade |
| [03:12.100] | And he carries the reminders |
| [03:14.100] | Of ev'ry glove that laid him down |
| [03:17.700] | Or cut him till he cried out |
| [03:19.210] | In his anger and his shame, |
| [03:21.740] | "I am leaving, I am leaving." |
| [03:24.500] | But the fighter still remains |
| [03:31.930] | CHORUS Lie-la-lie..... |
| [04:56.500] | By eric 1/7/2002 |
| [00:19.710] | He is just a poor boy. |
| [00:21.750] | Though his story' s seldom told, |
| [00:25.200] | He has squandered his resistance |
| [00:26.520] | For a pocketful of mumbles, |
| [00:29.630] | Such are promises |
| [00:33.209] | All lies and jest |
| [00:35.990] | Still, a man hears what he wants to hear |
| [00:37.778] | And disregards the rest. |
| [00:49.679] | When He left his home |
| [00:51.697] | And his family, |
| [00:52.227] | I was no more than a boy |
| [00:54.679] | In the company of strangers |
| [00:57.177] | In the quiet of the railway station, |
| [01:00.297] | Running scared, |
| [01:01.897] | Laying low, |
| [01:05.970] | Seeking out the poorer quarters |
| [01:07.687] | Where the ragged people go, |
| [01:10.688] | Looking for the places |
| [01:12.880] | Only they would know. |
| [01:15.148] | CHORUSLielalie..... |
| [01:31.588] | Asking only workman' s wages |
| [01:33.577] | I come looking for a job, |
| [01:35.937] | But I get no offers. |
| [01:39.146] | Just a comeon from the whores |
| [01:41.258] | On Seventh Avenue |
| [01:44.997] | I do declare, |
| [01:46.728] | There were times when I was so lonesome |
| [01:49.697] | I took some comfort there. |
| [02:24.210] | CHORUS Lielalie..... |
| [02:38.230] | Then I' m laying out my winter clothes |
| [02:42.610] | And wishing I was gone |
| [02:44.500] | Going home |
| [02:47.610] | Where the New York City winters |
| [02:49.900] | Aren' t bleeding me, |
| [02:53.650] | Leading me, |
| [02:58.200] | Going home. |
| [03:04.0] | In the clearing stands a boxer, |
| [03:08.720] | And a fighter by his trade |
| [03:12.100] | And he carries the reminders |
| [03:14.100] | Of ev' ry glove that laid him down |
| [03:17.700] | Or cut him till he cried out |
| [03:19.210] | In his anger and his shame, |
| [03:21.740] | " I am leaving, I am leaving." |
| [03:24.500] | But the fighter still remains |
| [03:31.930] | CHORUS Lielalie..... |
| [04:56.500] | By eric 1 7 2002 |
| [00:19.710] | He is just a poor boy. |
| [00:21.750] | Though his story' s seldom told, |
| [00:25.200] | He has squandered his resistance |
| [00:26.520] | For a pocketful of mumbles, |
| [00:29.630] | Such are promises |
| [00:33.209] | All lies and jest |
| [00:35.990] | Still, a man hears what he wants to hear |
| [00:37.778] | And disregards the rest. |
| [00:49.679] | When He left his home |
| [00:51.697] | And his family, |
| [00:52.227] | I was no more than a boy |
| [00:54.679] | In the company of strangers |
| [00:57.177] | In the quiet of the railway station, |
| [01:00.297] | Running scared, |
| [01:01.897] | Laying low, |
| [01:05.970] | Seeking out the poorer quarters |
| [01:07.687] | Where the ragged people go, |
| [01:10.688] | Looking for the places |
| [01:12.880] | Only they would know. |
| [01:15.148] | CHORUSLielalie..... |
| [01:31.588] | Asking only workman' s wages |
| [01:33.577] | I come looking for a job, |
| [01:35.937] | But I get no offers. |
| [01:39.146] | Just a comeon from the whores |
| [01:41.258] | On Seventh Avenue |
| [01:44.997] | I do declare, |
| [01:46.728] | There were times when I was so lonesome |
| [01:49.697] | I took some comfort there. |
| [02:24.210] | CHORUS Lielalie..... |
| [02:38.230] | Then I' m laying out my winter clothes |
| [02:42.610] | And wishing I was gone |
| [02:44.500] | Going home |
| [02:47.610] | Where the New York City winters |
| [02:49.900] | Aren' t bleeding me, |
| [02:53.650] | Leading me, |
| [02:58.200] | Going home. |
| [03:04.0] | In the clearing stands a boxer, |
| [03:08.720] | And a fighter by his trade |
| [03:12.100] | And he carries the reminders |
| [03:14.100] | Of ev' ry glove that laid him down |
| [03:17.700] | Or cut him till he cried out |
| [03:19.210] | In his anger and his shame, |
| [03:21.740] | " I am leaving, I am leaving." |
| [03:24.500] | But the fighter still remains |
| [03:31.930] | CHORUS Lielalie..... |
| [04:56.500] | By eric 1 7 2002 |
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