The Boxer

[Verse 1] 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 to hear, but disregards the rest Mm-mm-mm-mm-mm-mm [Verse 2] 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 [Hook] Lie-la-lie Lie-la-lie-lie-lie-lie-lie Lie-la-lie Lie-la-lie-lie-lie-lie-lie, lie-lie-lie-lie-lie [Verse 3] 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 [Hook] La-la-la-la-la-la-la #INSTRUMENTAL #VERSE 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 [Verse 4] 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 'til he cried out in his anger and his shame I am leaving, I am leaving but the fighter still remains Mm-mm-mm [Hook] Lie-la-lie Lie-la-lie-lie-lie-lie-lie Lie-la-lie Lie-la-lie-lie-lie-lie-lie, lie-lie-lie-lie-lie [Hook] Lie-la-lie-lie-lie-lie-lie Lie-la-lie Lie-la-lie-lie-lie-lie-lie, lie-lie-lie-lie-lie Lie-la-lie-lie-lie-lie-lie Lie-la-lie Lie-la-lie-lie-lie-lie-lie, lie-lie-lie-lie-lie Lie-la-lie-lie-lie-lie-lie Lie-la-lie Lie-la-lie-lie-lie-lie-lie, lie-lie-lie-lie-lie