The Boxer

Paroles (lyrics)

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.

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, 
Lie la  lie la lie la  lie lie la lie 
Lie la lie la la la la 
Lie la la la lie 
Lie.

Asking  on ly work man'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.
Ooo 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 are n't bleeding me,
Leading me, going home .
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 and his shame
"I am leaving, I am leaving" but the fighter still remains

Lie la  lie, 
Lie la  lie la lie la  lie lie la lie 
Lie la lie la la la la 
Lie la la la lie 
Lie.

1. Paul Simon - 钢弦吉他 Acoustic Guitar(steel)
2. Voix - 竖笛 Recorder