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THE BOXER

Simon and Garfunkel



^CI am just a poor boy.



Though my story´s seldom ^Amitold,



I have squan ^Gdered my resistance



for a pocket full of mum^Cbles,such are promises.



All lies and jest,^Ami still a man ^Ghears what he ^Fwants to hear,

and disregards the rest^C

.

^CWhen I left my home and my family,



I was no more than a boy ^Amiin the com ^G pany



of strangers in the quiet ^Dmi7 of a rail ^Cway station running scared,



laying low ^Amiseeking out ^Cthe poorer



^Fquarters where the ragged people go,



looking for ^Gthe places ^Fonly they <sup>Em



Dmi</sup>would ^Cknow.



Lie la lie ^Ami,Lie la lie ^Gla lie la lie la ^Ami lie



^GLie la lie la la la la lie ^Fla la la ^G lie^C





Asking only work man΄s wages I come



looking for a job ^Ami,but i get no of^Gfers,



Just a come ^Dmi7-on from the ^Cwhores on Seventh Avenue.



I do de^Ami clare,there where times, ^Dmi7when I ^Gwas so ^F lone-some



I took some comfort ^Cthere. Ooo-la-la ^Gla lal la la



^GThen I΄m ^Claying out my winter ^G7clothes and ^Cwishing I was ^Amigone,



going ^Ghome



Where the ^Dmi7New York City ^Gwinters aren^G΄t ble^Ceding,



leading ^Em me ^Amigoing ^Ghome.



In the ^Gclearing stands a boxer,and a fighter by his ^Ami trade



And he caries ^Gthe reminders,of ^G7every glove that ^Claid him down



or cut him ^Dmi7till he ^G7cried out ^Cin his anger and his ^Amishame,



I am leaving, ^GI am leaving. ^FBut the fighter still remai^Cns.





(fade)



Lie la lie....





That΄s all folks... Marcello