The Boxer chords  (version 1)
Simon and Garfunkel *  1969

Capo II



             
I am just a po

              
or boy, though

              
 my story is s

      
eldom told.
       
I have squande

red my resista

nce,
            
For a pocketfu

             
l of mumbles, 

         
such are promi

ses.
             
All lies and j

#
est;
             
Still, a man h

             
ears what he w

              
ants to hear a

              
nd disregards 

          
the rest.

             
When I left my

              
 home and my f

              
amily I was no

             
 more than a b

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oy,
       
In the company

 of strangers,
            
In the quiet o

             
f the railway 

         
station, runni

n' scared.
           
Laying low, se

             
eking out the 

       
poorer quarter

s,
              
Where the ragg

          
ed people go.
             
Lookin' for th

             
e places, only

         
 they would kn

ow.

           
Lie-la-lie

  
       
Lie-la-lie la 

lie-la-lie
       
Lie la lie
             
Lie-la-lie la 

              
la la la lie l

           
a la la la lie

 
 
             
Asking only wo

              
rkman's wages 

              
I come lookin'

       
 for a job,
             
But I get no o

ffers,
            
Just a come-on

             
 from the whor

              
es on Seventh 


Avenue.
           
I do declare t

             
here were time

              
s when I was s

  
o lonesome,
              
I took some co

              
mfort there.

       

           
Lie-la-lie

  
       
Lie-la-lie la 

lie-la-lie
       
Lie la lie
             
Lie-la-lie la 

              
la la la lie l

           
a la la la lie

 

             
And I'm laying

              
 out my winter

              
 clothes, and 

              
wishing I was 

        
gone, goin hom

e
            
Where the New 

             
York City wint

             
ers aren't ble

           
edin me, leadi

          
n me  goin hom

     
e.

             
In the clearin

              
g stands a box

              
er, and a figh

           
ter by his tra

de,
             
And he carries

              
 the reminders

            
, of every glo

        
ve that laid h

im down,
             
Or cut him 'ti

              
l he cried out

              
 in his anger 

        
and his shame,
             
"I am leaving,

      
 I am leaving.

"
              
But the fighte

             
r still remain

    
s

           
Lie-la-lie

  
       
Lie-la-lie la 

lie-la-lie
       
Lie la lie
             
Lie-la-lie la 

              
la la la lie l

           
a la la la lie

 10x

             
Lie-la-lie la 

              
la la la lie l

           
a la la la lie

  

* Alternate:

Capo IV

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