SIMON AND GARFUNKEL - THE BOXER (1969)

[CT #4]
[INTRO]
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G                                               Em
I am just a poor boy, though my story is seldom told.
       D
I have squandered my resistance,
      D7           D                 G
For a pocketful of mumbles, such are promises.
             Em
All lies and jest;
         D                 C            
Still, a man hears what he wants 
                            G    D  D7  G 
to hear and disregards the rest.

       G                                               Em
When I left my home and my family I was no more than a boy,
       D
In the company of strangers,
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In the quiet of the railway station, runnin' scared.
       Em           D              C
Laying low, seeking out the poorer quarters,
                        G
Where the ragged people go.
        D               C    D          G
Lookin' for the places, only they would know.

       Em      
Lie-la-lie
       Bm
Lie-la-lie la lie-la-lie
       Em
Lie la lie
       D                               G
Lie-la-lie la la la la lie la la la la lie 
 
       G                                         Em
Asking only workman's wages I come lookin' for a job,
             D
But I get no offers,
       D7               D                 G
Just a come-on from the whores on Seventh Avenue.
       Em               D                C
I do declare there were times when I was so lonesome,
                    G     D D7  G
I took some comfort there.

[INSTRUMENTAL]
G   Em   D        G   Em   D      C D G   

       Em      
Lie-la-lie
       Bm
Lie-la-lie la lie-la-lie
       Em
Lie la lie
       D                               G
Lie-la-lie la la la la lie la la la la lie 

        G                                 
And I'm laying out my winter clothes,  
                  Em         D
and wishing I was gone, goin home
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Where the New York City winters aren't bleedin me, 
Bm           Em        D     D7  G
  leadin me       goin home.

       G                                             Em
In the clearing stands a boxer, and a fighter by his trade,
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And he carries the reminders, of every glove 
     D
that laid him down,
   G                                              Em
Or cut him 'til he cried out in his anger and his shame,
      D             C
"I am leaving, I am leaving."
                        G    D D7  G
But the fighter still remains

[OUTRO]
       Em   Bm   Em   D   
Lie la lie la lie la lie  ecc ecc   (x10) 

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