VERSE
The Boxer
Simon And Garfunkel
The Boxer
I am just a poor boy.
Though my story's seldom told,
I have squandered my resistance
For a pocketful of mumbles,
Such are ppromises
All lies and jest
Still, a man hears what he wants to hear
And disregards the rest.
When I left my home
And my family,
I was no more than a boy
In the company of strangers
In the quiet of the railway station,
Running scared,
Laying low,
Seeking out the poorer quarters
Where the ragged people go,
Looking for the places
Only they would know.
CHORUS
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.
CHORUS
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 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
CHORUS
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About this Song
The Boxer by Simon and Garfunkel is a poignant, introspective ballad that delves into themes of struggle, resilience, and loneliness. The song tells the story of a young man who leaves his home to find a better life in the city, only to encounter hardship and disillusionment. The recurring chorus, 'lie-la-lie,' symbolizes the empty promises and lies he faces. A particularly poignant moment is the final verse, which introduces the metaphor of a boxer who's been knocked down but refuses to give up, representing enduring human spirit in the face of adversity.
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