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  • Simon & Garfunkel – The Boxer

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    Owned by Sony Music Entertainment


    I am just a poor boy.
    Though my story’s seldom told,
    I have squandered my resistance
    For a pocketful of mumbles,
    Such are ppromises
    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,
    Running scared,
    Laying low,
    Seeking out the poorer quarters
    Where the ragged people go,
    Looking for the places
    Only they would know.


    Asking only workman’s wages
    I come looking 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.


    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.

    In the clearing stands a boxer,
    And a fighter by his trade
    And he carries the reminders
    Of ev’ry glove that laid him down
    Or cut him till he cried out
    In his anger and his shame,
    ‘I am leaving, I am leaving.’
    But the fighter still remains


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