歌词The Boxer

[al:Moment to Moment]
[00:19.710]He is just a poor boy.
[00:21.750]Though his story's seldom told,
[00:25.200]He has squandered his resistance
[00:26.520]For a pocketful of mumbles,
[00:29.630]Such are promises
[00:33.209]All lies and jest
[00:35.990]Still, a man hears what he wants to hear
[00:37.778]And disregards the rest.
[00:49.679]When He left his home
[00:51.697]And his family,
[00:52.227]I was no more than a boy
[00:54.679]In the company of strangers
[00:57.177]In the quiet of the railway station,
[01:00.297]Running scared,
[01:01.897]Laying low,
[01:05.970]Seeking out the poorer quarters
[01:07.687]Where the ragged people go,
[01:10.688]Looking for the places
[01:12.880]Only they would know.
[01:15.148]CHORUSLie-la-lie.....
[01:31.588]Asking only workman's wages
[01:33.577]I come looking for a job,
[01:35.937]But I get no offers.
[01:39.146]Just a come-on from the whores
[01:41.258]On Seventh Avenue
[01:44.997]I do declare,
[01:46.728]There were times when I was so lonesome
[01:49.697]I took some comfort there.
[02:24.210]CHORUS Lie-la-lie.....
[02:38.230]Then I'm laying out my winter clothes
[02:42.610]And wishing I was gone
[02:44.500]Going home
[02:47.610]Where the New York City winters
[02:49.900]Aren't bleeding me,
[02:53.650]Leading me,
[02:58.200]Going home.
[03:04.0]In the clearing stands a boxer,
[03:08.720]And a fighter by his trade
[03:12.100]And he carries the reminders
[03:14.100]Of ev'ry glove that laid him down
[03:17.700]Or cut him till he cried out
[03:19.210]In his anger and his shame,
[03:21.740]"I am leaving, I am leaving."
[03:24.500]But the fighter still remains
[03:31.930]CHORUS Lie-la-lie.....
[04:56.500]By eric  1/7/2002