The Boxer Karaoke - Simon & Garfunkel

To nagranie jest coverem The Boxer rozsławionym przez Simon & Garfunkel

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About

Z wokalem (with or without vocals in the KFN version)

Tempo: variable (around 93 BPM)

Tonacja taka jak orginał: H

Czas trwania: 05:10 - Podgląd na stronie: 03:18

Data wydania: 1970
Genres: Folk, W języku angielskim
Słowa oryginalne: Paul Simon

Wszystkie dostępne do pobrania pliki to backing tracks, a nie oryginalne utwory.

Tekst 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 promises

All lies and jest still a man hears

What he wants to hear and disregards the rest

Mmm, mmm, mmm mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm

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 runnin' scared

Laying low seeking out the poorer quarters

Where the ragged people go

Looking for the places only they would know

Lie la lie lie la lie la la la lie

Lie la lie la la la la la la la la la la la lie

Asking only workman's wages

I come lookin' for a job but I get no offers

Just come on from the whores on Seventh Avenue

I do declare there were times

When I was so lonesome

I took some comfort there

Oh la la lie la la la lie

Lie la lie

Lie la lie la la la lie la

Lie la lie la la la la la la la la la la la lie

Then I'm laying out my winter clothes and wishing I was gone goin' home

Where the New York City winters aren't bleedin' me leadin' me, goin' home

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 mmm

Lie la lie lie la lie la la la lie

La la lie la la la la la la la la la la la lie