The Boxer - Simon

The Boxer LRC歌词

[00:05.91]I am just a poor boy.

[00:07.95]Though my story's seldom told,

[00:10.68]I have squandered my resistance

[00:12.72]For a pocketful of mumbles,

[00:15.83]Such are promises

[00:19.41]All lies and jest

[00:21.03]Still, a man hears what he wants to hear

[00:23.98]And disregards the rest.

[00:35.63]When I left my home

[00:37.09]And my family,

[00:38.43]I was no more than a boy

[00:40.63]In the company of strangers

[00:43.38]In the quiet of the railway station,

[00:46.05]Running scared,

[00:48.01]Laying low,

[00:51.30]Seeking out the poorer quarters

[00:53.89]Where the ragged people go,

[00:56.54]Looking for the places

[00:58.29]Only they would know.

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[01:17.53]Asking only workman's wages

[01:19.78]I come looking for a job,

[01:22.14]But I get no offers.

[01:25.35]Just a come-on from the whores

[01:27.46]On Seventh Avenue

[01:31.20]I do declare,

[01:32.93]There were times when I was so lonesome

[01:35.90]I took some comfort there.

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[02:24.43]Then I'm laying out my winter clothes

[02:28.81]And wishing I was gone

[02:30.70]Going home

[02:33.81]Where the New York City winters

[02:35.56]Aren't bleeding me,

[02:39.85]Leading me,

[02:43.68]Going home.

[02:50.02]In the clearing stands a boxer,

[02:54.92]And a fighter by his trade

[02:57.67]And he carries the reminders

[03:00.21]Of ev'ry glove that laid him down

[03:03.27]Or cut him till he cried out

[03:05.41]In his anger and his shame,

[03:07.94]"I am leaving, I am leaving."

[03:10.61]But the fighter still remains