The boxer
Interprète : Simon & Garfunkel
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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 And disregards the rest. Hum, hum hum. |
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When I [DO*1]left my home and my family, I was no more than a [LAm]boy in the [SOL]company of strangers In the q[SOL7]uiet of a r[SOL6]ailway station r[DO*1]unning scared. Laying [LAm]low, seeking [SOL]out the poorer [FA]quarters Where the ragged people [DO*1]go, Looking [SOL]for the places [SOL7]only [SOL6]they would [DO*1]know. |
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Liela[LAm]lie, liela[SOL]lie la lielalie liela[LAm]lie Liela[SOL]lie la la la la [FA]lielala la la [DO*1]lie. |
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Asking only for a workman's wage 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. Ooolala la la la la. |
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Now the years are rolling by me They are rocking evenly I am older than I once was Younger than I'll be but that's not unusual. No it isn't strange after changes upon changes We are more or less the same After changes we are more or less the same |
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Then I'm laying out of my winter clothes And wishing I was gone, Going home Where the New York City winters aren't bleeding me, [MIm]Leading me[LAm], going [SOL]home. [SOL7] |
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In the clearing stands a boxer 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. |