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The Boxer

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Version 1 of the lyrics

  I'm just a poor boy  I'm just a poor boy
  Though my story's seldom told  Though my story's seldom told
1  I have squandered my resistance   I have squadered my resistance 1
2  For a pocketful of mumbles   For a pocketful of numbles 2
  Such are promises, all lies and jest  Such are promises, all lies and jest
  Still a man hears what he wants to hear  Still a man hears what he wants to hear
  And disregards the rest.  And disregards the rest.
      
  When I left my home and family  When I left my home and family
  I was no more than a boy  I was no more than a boy
  In the company of strangers  In the company of strangers
  In the quiet of the railway station  In the quiet of the railway station
  Running scared, laying low  Running scared, laying low
  Seeking out the poorer quarters  Seeking out the poorer quarters
  Where the ragged people go  Where the ragged people go
  Looking for the places  Looking for the places
  only they would know.  only they would know.
      
  Asking only workman's wages  Asking only workman's wages
  I come looking for a job  I come looking for a job
  But I get no offers  But I get no offers
  Just a come-on from the  Just a come-on from the
  whores on Seventh Avenue  whores on Seventh Avenue
  I do declare  I do declare
  There were times when I was so lonesome  There were times when I was so lonesome
  I took some comfort there.  I took some comfort there.
      
  Then I'm laying out my winter clothes  Then I'm laying out my winter clothes
  And wishing I was gone, going home  And wishing I was gone, going home
  Where the New York City  Where the New York City
  winters aren't bleeding me  winters aren't bleeding me
  Leading me  Leading me
  Going home.  Going home.
      
  In the clearing stands a boxer  In the clearing stands a boxer
  And a fighter by his trade  And a fighter by his trade
  And he carries the reminders  And he carries the reminders
3  Of ev'ry glove that laid him down   Of every glove that laid him down 3
4  Or cut him till he cried out   And cut him till he cried out 4
  In his anger and his shame  In his anger and his shame
  "I am leaving, I am leaving"  "I am leaving, I am leaving"
5  But the fighter still remains.   But the fighter still ramains. 5
      


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