Simon & Garfunkel The Boxer Lyrics:
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
...
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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
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.
Lyrics: The Boxer, Simon & Garfunkel [end]