The Boxer - Simon And Garfunkel
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 The Boxer - Simon And Garfunkel (The BOXER - Simon and Garfunkel) 작사 : Paul Simon
작곡 : Paul Simon 편곡 : Paul Simon, 보컬 : Art Garfunkel, #And, #Asking, #Avenue, #Boxer, #But
[가사]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 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 [Lyrics]I am just a POOR BOY Though My Story is SELDONM 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 the 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 therewimes when I was so lonesome I TOOK SOOK SOON 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 |
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