The Boxer Lyrics

Song	The Boxer
Artist	Simon
Album	Simon And Garfunkel's Greatest Hits
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[00:06.210]	I am just a poor boy
[00:08.320]	though my story's seldom told.
[00:11.900]	I have squandered my resistance
[00:14.100]	for a pocketful of mumbles,
[00:16.129]	such are promises.
[00:20.180]	All lies and jest.
[00:21.600]	Still, a man hears what he wants to hear
[00:24.590]	and disregards the rest.
[00:26.870]	Mmm.......
[00:30.200]	Mmm.......
[00:31.840]
[00:36.320]	When I left my home
[00:37.610]	and my family.
[00:38.980]	I was no more than a boy.
[00:41.330]	In the company of strangers,
[00:44.220]	in the quiet of the railway station
[00:47.700]	running scared.
[00:48.550]
[00:50.580]	Laying low,
[00:51.800]	seeking out the poorer quarters
[00:54.330]	where the ragged people go.
[00:57.800]	Looking for the places
[00:58.980]	only they would know.
[01:02.250]	Lie-la-lie.....
[01:10.600]	Lie-la-lie.....
[01:14.600]
[01:18.180]	Asking only workman's wages,
[01:20.590]	I come looking for a job
[01:22.800]	but I get no offers.
[01:26.100]	Just a come-on from the whores
[01:28.180]	on Seventh Avenue.
[01:32.160]	I do declare,
[01:33.450]	there were times
[01:34.660]	when I was so lonesome
[01:36.620]	I took some comfort there.
[01:38.850]	Lie-la-lie.....
[01:46.900]
[01:56.140]
[02:05.720]
[02:11.120]	Lie-la-lie.....
[02:19.150]	Lie-la-lie.....
[02:23.470]
[02:26.980]	Then I'm laying out
[02:28.180]	my winter clothes
[02:29.620]	and wishing I was gone.
[02:31.700]	Going home,
[02:34.700]	where the New York City winters
[02:36.880]	aren't bleeding me.
[02:40.570]	Leading me
[02:44.500]	going home.
[02:47.670]
[02:53.690]	In the clearing stands a boxer,
[02:56.200]	and a fighter by his trade.
[02:58.790]	And he carries the reminders
[03:01.890]	of ev'ry glove that laid him down
[03:04.800]	or cut him till he cried out.
[03:06.830]	In his anger and his shame,
[03:08.880]	I am leaving, I am leaving.
[03:11.760]	But the fighter still remains.
[03:14.120]	Mmm............
[03:16.700]
[03:19.100]	Lie-la-lie..............Lie-la-lie
[03:32.329]	Lie-la-lie..............Lie-la-lie
[03:42.570]	Lie-la-lie..............Lie-la-lie
[03:52.520]	Lie-la-lie..............Lie-la-lie
[04:02.610]	Lie-la-lie..............Lie-la-lie
[04:12.520]	Lie-la-lie..............Lie-la-lie
[04:22.820]	Lie-la-lie..............Lie-la-lie
[04:32.750]	Lie-la-lie..............Lie-la-lie
[04:41.260]
[04:51.330]
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[00:06.210]	I am just a poor boy
[00:08.320]	though my story' s seldom told.
[00:11.900]	I have squandered my resistance
[00:14.100]	for a pocketful of mumbles,
[00:16.129]	such are promises.
[00:20.180]	All lies and jest.
[00:21.600]	Still, a man hears what he wants to hear
[00:24.590]	and disregards the rest.
[00:26.870]	Mmm.......
[00:30.200]	Mmm.......
[00:31.840]
[00:36.320]	When I left my home
[00:37.610]	and my family.
[00:38.980]	I was no more than a boy.
[00:41.330]	In the company of strangers,
[00:44.220]	in the quiet of the railway station
[00:47.700]	running scared.
[00:48.550]
[00:50.580]	Laying low,
[00:51.800]	seeking out the poorer quarters
[00:54.330]	where the ragged people go.
[00:57.800]	Looking for the places
[00:58.980]	only they would know.
[01:02.250]	Lielalie.....
[01:10.600]	Lielalie.....
[01:14.600]
[01:18.180]	Asking only workman' s wages,
[01:20.590]	I come looking for a job
[01:22.800]	but I get no offers.
[01:26.100]	Just a comeon from the whores
[01:28.180]	on Seventh Avenue.
[01:32.160]	I do declare,
[01:33.450]	there were times
[01:34.660]	when I was so lonesome
[01:36.620]	I took some comfort there.
[01:38.850]	Lielalie.....
[01:46.900]
[01:56.140]
[02:05.720]
[02:11.120]	Lielalie.....
[02:19.150]	Lielalie.....
[02:23.470]
[02:26.980]	Then I' m laying out
[02:28.180]	my winter clothes
[02:29.620]	and wishing I was gone.
[02:31.700]	Going home,
[02:34.700]	where the New York City winters
[02:36.880]	aren' t bleeding me.
[02:40.570]	Leading me
[02:44.500]	going home.
[02:47.670]
[02:53.690]	In the clearing stands a boxer,
[02:56.200]	and a fighter by his trade.
[02:58.790]	And he carries the reminders
[03:01.890]	of ev' ry glove that laid him down
[03:04.800]	or cut him till he cried out.
[03:06.830]	In his anger and his shame,
[03:08.880]	I am leaving, I am leaving.
[03:11.760]	But the fighter still remains.
[03:14.120]	Mmm............
[03:16.700]
[03:19.100]	Lielalie.............. Lielalie
[03:32.329]	Lielalie.............. Lielalie
[03:42.570]	Lielalie.............. Lielalie
[03:52.520]	Lielalie.............. Lielalie
[04:02.610]	Lielalie.............. Lielalie
[04:12.520]	Lielalie.............. Lielalie
[04:22.820]	Lielalie.............. Lielalie
[04:32.750]	Lielalie.............. Lielalie
[04:41.260]
[04:51.330]
[05:01.230]
[05:06.280]

[00:06.210]	I am just a poor boy
[00:08.320]	though my story' s seldom told.
[00:11.900]	I have squandered my resistance
[00:14.100]	for a pocketful of mumbles,
[00:16.129]	such are promises.
[00:20.180]	All lies and jest.
[00:21.600]	Still, a man hears what he wants to hear
[00:24.590]	and disregards the rest.
[00:26.870]	Mmm.......
[00:30.200]	Mmm.......
[00:31.840]
[00:36.320]	When I left my home
[00:37.610]	and my family.
[00:38.980]	I was no more than a boy.
[00:41.330]	In the company of strangers,
[00:44.220]	in the quiet of the railway station
[00:47.700]	running scared.
[00:48.550]
[00:50.580]	Laying low,
[00:51.800]	seeking out the poorer quarters
[00:54.330]	where the ragged people go.
[00:57.800]	Looking for the places
[00:58.980]	only they would know.
[01:02.250]	Lielalie.....
[01:10.600]	Lielalie.....
[01:14.600]
[01:18.180]	Asking only workman' s wages,
[01:20.590]	I come looking for a job
[01:22.800]	but I get no offers.
[01:26.100]	Just a comeon from the whores
[01:28.180]	on Seventh Avenue.
[01:32.160]	I do declare,
[01:33.450]	there were times
[01:34.660]	when I was so lonesome
[01:36.620]	I took some comfort there.
[01:38.850]	Lielalie.....
[01:46.900]
[01:56.140]
[02:05.720]
[02:11.120]	Lielalie.....
[02:19.150]	Lielalie.....
[02:23.470]
[02:26.980]	Then I' m laying out
[02:28.180]	my winter clothes
[02:29.620]	and wishing I was gone.
[02:31.700]	Going home,
[02:34.700]	where the New York City winters
[02:36.880]	aren' t bleeding me.
[02:40.570]	Leading me
[02:44.500]	going home.
[02:47.670]
[02:53.690]	In the clearing stands a boxer,
[02:56.200]	and a fighter by his trade.
[02:58.790]	And he carries the reminders
[03:01.890]	of ev' ry glove that laid him down
[03:04.800]	or cut him till he cried out.
[03:06.830]	In his anger and his shame,
[03:08.880]	I am leaving, I am leaving.
[03:11.760]	But the fighter still remains.
[03:14.120]	Mmm............
[03:16.700]
[03:19.100]	Lielalie.............. Lielalie
[03:32.329]	Lielalie.............. Lielalie
[03:42.570]	Lielalie.............. Lielalie
[03:52.520]	Lielalie.............. Lielalie
[04:02.610]	Lielalie.............. Lielalie
[04:12.520]	Lielalie.............. Lielalie
[04:22.820]	Lielalie.............. Lielalie
[04:32.750]	Lielalie.............. Lielalie
[04:41.260]
[04:51.330]
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