[Titel] The Boxer [Interpret] Simon & Garfunkel [Vorspiel] [Kapo] 2 [Refrain] [Bridge] [Text] I am just a poor boy though my story's seldom told, I have sqandered my resistance For a pocket full 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 my 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 la lie. Asking only workman'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... Zwischenspiel Then I'm laying out my winter clothes and wishing I was gone Going home where the N<(am)>ew York City winters aren'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, 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 la lie. Lie la lie, lie la lie la lie la lie, lie la lie. Lie la lie la la la la, lie la la la la lie. [Nachspiel] [Graphik] [Fonts] Bauhaus Md BT 24 0 Bauhaus Lt BT 18 0 Arial 10 0 Arial 8 8421504