โหลดเพลง mp3 The Boxer - Paul Simon

The Boxer - Paul Simon
I am just a poor boy though my story's 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 hmmmm mmmm

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
Looking for the places only they would know

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Seeking 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 li la la la la la

Now the years are rolling by me
they are rockin' even me
I am older than I once was and younger than I'll be
that's not unusual

No it isn't strange after changes upon changes
we are more or less the same
After changes we are more or less the same
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And I'm laying out my winter clothes
wishing I was gone goin' home

Where the New York city winters aren't bleedin' me

leadin' me to go home

In the clearing stands a boxer and a fighter by his trade
And he carries the reminder 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

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