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The Boxer

[C] I am just a poor boy
Though my stories seldom [Am] told
I have [G] squandered my resistance 
For a pocket full of mumbles, such are [C] promises
[C] All lies in [Am] jest still the man hears
What he wants to hear and disregards the [C] rest
[C]  [G]  [F]  [C]  


[C] Lie lie [Am] lie
lie lie [G] lie lie lie lie lie lie lie [Am] lie 
lie lie [F] lie lie lie lie [G] lie lie lie lie lie [C] lie

When I left my home and family
I was no more than a boy in the company of strangers
With the quite 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
lielielie..............................

Asking only workmen's wages
I go looking for a job but I get no offers
Just a come on from the whores on 7th avenue
I do declare there were times when I was so lonesome
I took some comfort there
lielielie.........................

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

And 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
Till he cries in his anger and his shame 
I am leaving, I am leaving but the fighter still remains
lielielie...................................