| Song | The Boxer |
| Artist | Simon |
| Album | Simon And Garfunkel's Greatest Hits |
| [00:06.210] | I am just a poor boy |
| [00:08.320] | though my story's seldom told. |
| [00:11.900] | I have squandered my resistance |
| [00:14.100] | for a pocketful of mumbles, |
| [00:16.129] | such are promises. |
| [00:20.180] | All lies and jest. |
| [00:21.600] | Still, a man hears what he wants to hear |
| [00:24.590] | and disregards the rest. |
| [00:26.870] | Mmm....... |
| [00:30.200] | Mmm....... |
| [00:31.840] | |
| [00:36.320] | When I left my home |
| [00:37.610] | and my family. |
| [00:38.980] | I was no more than a boy. |
| [00:41.330] | In the company of strangers, |
| [00:44.220] | in the quiet of the railway station |
| [00:47.700] | running scared. |
| [00:48.550] | |
| [00:50.580] | Laying low, |
| [00:51.800] | seeking out the poorer quarters |
| [00:54.330] | where the ragged people go. |
| [00:57.800] | Looking for the places |
| [00:58.980] | only they would know. |
| [01:02.250] | Lie-la-lie..... |
| [01:10.600] | Lie-la-lie..... |
| [01:14.600] | |
| [01:18.180] | Asking only workman's wages, |
| [01:20.590] | I come looking for a job |
| [01:22.800] | but I get no offers. |
| [01:26.100] | Just a come-on from the whores |
| [01:28.180] | on Seventh Avenue. |
| [01:32.160] | I do declare, |
| [01:33.450] | there were times |
| [01:34.660] | when I was so lonesome |
| [01:36.620] | I took some comfort there. |
| [01:38.850] | Lie-la-lie..... |
| [01:46.900] | |
| [01:56.140] | |
| [02:05.720] | |
| [02:11.120] | Lie-la-lie..... |
| [02:19.150] | Lie-la-lie..... |
| [02:23.470] | |
| [02:26.980] | Then I'm laying out |
| [02:28.180] | my winter clothes |
| [02:29.620] | and wishing I was gone. |
| [02:31.700] | Going home, |
| [02:34.700] | where the New York City winters |
| [02:36.880] | aren't bleeding me. |
| [02:40.570] | Leading me |
| [02:44.500] | going home. |
| [02:47.670] | |
| [02:53.690] | In the clearing stands a boxer, |
| [02:56.200] | and a fighter by his trade. |
| [02:58.790] | And he carries the reminders |
| [03:01.890] | of ev'ry glove that laid him down |
| [03:04.800] | or cut him till he cried out. |
| [03:06.830] | In his anger and his shame, |
| [03:08.880] | I am leaving, I am leaving. |
| [03:11.760] | But the fighter still remains. |
| [03:14.120] | Mmm............ |
| [03:16.700] | |
| [03:19.100] | Lie-la-lie..............Lie-la-lie |
| [03:32.329] | Lie-la-lie..............Lie-la-lie |
| [03:42.570] | Lie-la-lie..............Lie-la-lie |
| [03:52.520] | Lie-la-lie..............Lie-la-lie |
| [04:02.610] | Lie-la-lie..............Lie-la-lie |
| [04:12.520] | Lie-la-lie..............Lie-la-lie |
| [04:22.820] | Lie-la-lie..............Lie-la-lie |
| [04:32.750] | Lie-la-lie..............Lie-la-lie |
| [04:41.260] | |
| [04:51.330] | |
| [05:01.230] | |
| [05:06.280] |
| [00:06.210] | I am just a poor boy |
| [00:08.320] | though my story' s seldom told. |
| [00:11.900] | I have squandered my resistance |
| [00:14.100] | for a pocketful of mumbles, |
| [00:16.129] | such are promises. |
| [00:20.180] | All lies and jest. |
| [00:21.600] | Still, a man hears what he wants to hear |
| [00:24.590] | and disregards the rest. |
| [00:26.870] | Mmm....... |
| [00:30.200] | Mmm....... |
| [00:31.840] | |
| [00:36.320] | When I left my home |
| [00:37.610] | and my family. |
| [00:38.980] | I was no more than a boy. |
| [00:41.330] | In the company of strangers, |
| [00:44.220] | in the quiet of the railway station |
| [00:47.700] | running scared. |
| [00:48.550] | |
| [00:50.580] | Laying low, |
| [00:51.800] | seeking out the poorer quarters |
| [00:54.330] | where the ragged people go. |
| [00:57.800] | Looking for the places |
| [00:58.980] | only they would know. |
| [01:02.250] | Lielalie..... |
| [01:10.600] | Lielalie..... |
| [01:14.600] | |
| [01:18.180] | Asking only workman' s wages, |
| [01:20.590] | I come looking for a job |
| [01:22.800] | but I get no offers. |
| [01:26.100] | Just a comeon from the whores |
| [01:28.180] | on Seventh Avenue. |
| [01:32.160] | I do declare, |
| [01:33.450] | there were times |
| [01:34.660] | when I was so lonesome |
| [01:36.620] | I took some comfort there. |
| [01:38.850] | Lielalie..... |
| [01:46.900] | |
| [01:56.140] | |
| [02:05.720] | |
| [02:11.120] | Lielalie..... |
| [02:19.150] | Lielalie..... |
| [02:23.470] | |
| [02:26.980] | Then I' m laying out |
| [02:28.180] | my winter clothes |
| [02:29.620] | and wishing I was gone. |
| [02:31.700] | Going home, |
| [02:34.700] | where the New York City winters |
| [02:36.880] | aren' t bleeding me. |
| [02:40.570] | Leading me |
| [02:44.500] | going home. |
| [02:47.670] | |
| [02:53.690] | In the clearing stands a boxer, |
| [02:56.200] | and a fighter by his trade. |
| [02:58.790] | And he carries the reminders |
| [03:01.890] | of ev' ry glove that laid him down |
| [03:04.800] | or cut him till he cried out. |
| [03:06.830] | In his anger and his shame, |
| [03:08.880] | I am leaving, I am leaving. |
| [03:11.760] | But the fighter still remains. |
| [03:14.120] | Mmm............ |
| [03:16.700] | |
| [03:19.100] | Lielalie.............. Lielalie |
| [03:32.329] | Lielalie.............. Lielalie |
| [03:42.570] | Lielalie.............. Lielalie |
| [03:52.520] | Lielalie.............. Lielalie |
| [04:02.610] | Lielalie.............. Lielalie |
| [04:12.520] | Lielalie.............. Lielalie |
| [04:22.820] | Lielalie.............. Lielalie |
| [04:32.750] | Lielalie.............. Lielalie |
| [04:41.260] | |
| [04:51.330] | |
| [05:01.230] | |
| [05:06.280] |