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Author: andy spaschak (Lyrics Only) | [ Next Thread |
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] Date Posted: 03:53:15 10/06/07 Sat . The Boxer "Paul Simon" I am just a poor boy, though my story is 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. 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, runnin' scared. Laying low, seeking out the poorer quarters, Where the ragged people go. Lookin' for the places, only they would know. Lie-da-lie ... Asking only workman's wages I come lookin' 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. La, la, la, la, la, la, la. (Instrumental break) Li da li ... And I’m laying out my winter clothes, and wishing I was gone, goin’ home Where the new york city winters aren’t bleedin’ me, leadin’ me goin' home. In the clearing stands a boxer and a fighter by his trade, And he carries the reminders of every glove that laid him down, Or cut him 'til he cried out in his anger and his shame, "I am leaving, I am leaving." But the fighter still remains, still remains. Lie-da-lie ... [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] |
[> Subject: Re: The Boxer | |
Author: kristen. (kristen.) [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 18:40:19 01/07/08 Mon great, great song! glad you posted this, was one of my first introductions to simon & garfunkel. :D [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |