Текст (слова) песни: Simon and Garfunkel - The Boxer
I`m 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 mh -- mh.
When I left my home and family I was no more than a boy in the company of strangers in the quiet of a railway station
running scared. Laying low seeking out the poorer quarters where the ragged people go looking for the places only they would know.
Lie-la-lie ...
Asking only workman`s wages I come looking for a job
but I get no offers
just a comeon from the hores on Seventh Avenue. I do declare there were times when I was so lonesome I took some comfort there oh la la la la la la.
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 mh -- mh.
In the clearing stands a boxer and a fighter by his trade
and he carries the reminders of ev`ry glove that laid him down or cut him till he cried out in his anger an his shame: I am leaving, I am leaving! but the fighter still remains mh -- mh.
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