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The Boxer (Live at Central Park, New York, NY - September 19, 1981)-Simon & Garfunkel 无损歌曲免费下载


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The Boxer (Live at Central Park, New York, NY - September 19, 1981)-Simon & Garfunkel 文本歌词


The Boxer (Live at Central Park, New York, NY - September 19, 1981) - Simon & Garfunkel

Written by:Paul Simon

I am just a poor boy

Though my story's seldom told

That squandered 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

En en en en en en en en en en en en

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 lie lie lie lie lie lie

Lie la lie

Lie lie lie lie lie lie lie lie lie lie lie 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

Woo lie la lie lie lie lie lie

Now the years are rolling by me

The are rocking easily

I am older than I once was

And younger than I'll be

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

Lie la lie

Lie la lie lie lie lie lie

Lie la lie lie lie lie lie lie lie lie

Lie lie lie lie lie

Lie la lie lie lie lie lie

Lie la lie lie lie lie lie lie

Lie lie lie lie lie lie lie

Then I'm laying out my winter clothes

Wishing I was gone

Going home

Where the New York City winters aren't bleeding me

Leading me

To going home

In the clearing stands a boxer

And a fighter by his trade

And he carries the remainders

Every glove that laid him down

On cut him till he cried out

In his anger and his shame

I am leaving I am leaving

But the fighter still remains

This is still remains

Lie la lie

Lie la lie lie lie lie lie

Lie la lie

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Lie lie lie lie lie lie lie

Lie la lie

Lie la lie lie lie lie lie lie lie lie lie lie

Lie lie lie lie lie lie lie

Lie la lie

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