Simon And Garfunkel ☆ The Boxer

I am just a poor boy
Though my story
is 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 Mm mm

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

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

Lie la lie

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

In the clearing stands a boxer
And a fighter by his trade
And he carries the reminders
Of every 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

Simon & Garfunkel - The Boxer (from The Concert in Central Park)

Simon & Garfunkel - The Boxer (with lyrics)

Simon and Garfunkel Rock and Roll Hall of Fame 25th Anniversary shows

Simon And Garfunkel - The Boxer (with lyrics)