The Boxer – Simon and Garfunkel

I am just a poor boy though my story's seldom told          C      \      C-C/H  am
I have squandered my resistance                             G      \
For a pocketful of mumbles such are promises                G7     G6     C      \      C-C/H
All lies in jest, still a man hears                         am     G
What he wants to hear and disregards the rest               F      \
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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
Lookin' for the places only they would know                 C      G      F      C      \

  Lie la lie, lie la lie la lei la lei                      am     \      em     \
  lie la lie, lie la lie la lei la lei, la la la la lei     am     \      dm     G
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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
La la la la la la la                                        C      G      \      \      C      \

    [ instrumental solo ]                                   C      \      C-C/H  am
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                                                            G      F      \      C-C/H=am
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  Lie la lie...

And I'm laying out my winter clothes                        C      \      C-C/H  am
And wishing I was gone, goin' home                          G      \
Where the New York City winters aren't bleeding me          G7     G6     C      \
Leading me                                                  em     \      am     \
Goin' home                                                  G      \      \
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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                               C      G      \      C      \

  Lie la lie... (8x)