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[ti:the boxer] |
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[ar:simon - garfunkel] |
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I am just a poor boy |
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though my story's seldom told |
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i have squandered my resistance |
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for a pocketful of mumbles |
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sush are promises |
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all les and jest |
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still,a man hears what he wants to hear |
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and disregards the rest |
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when i left my home and my family |
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i was no more than a boy |
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in the company of strangers |
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in the quiest of the railway station |
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running scared,laying low |
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seeking out the poorer quarter where |
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the ragged people |
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go looking for the places only they |
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would know |
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asking only workman's wages |
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i come looking for a job |
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but i get no offers |
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just a come-on from the hores on |
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seventh avenue |
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i do declare |
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there were times when i was so lonesome |
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i took some comfort there |
| [02:10.835] |
then i 'm laying out my winter clothes |
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and wishing i was gone |
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going home |
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where the new york city winters |
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aren't bleeding me |
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leading me,going home |
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in the clearing stands a boxer |
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and a fighter by his trade |
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and he carries the reminders |
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of every glove that laid him down or cut |
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him |
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till he cried out in his angervand his |
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shame |
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"i am leaving,i am leaving." |
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but the fighter still remains |
