The Boxer - Simon & Garfunkel
Version 3 of 8
- The Boxer (Chords) (v1)Rating: 4.78 / 5.00
- The Boxer (Chords) (v2)Rating: 4.74 / 5.00
- The Boxer (Chords) (v4)Rating: 4.55 / 5.00
- The Boxer (Chords) (v5)Rating: 4.83 / 5.00
- The Boxer (Chords) (v6)Rating: 4.7 / 5.00
- The Boxer (Chords) (v7)Rating: 4.76 / 5.00
- The Boxer (Chords) (v8)Rating: 4.92 / 5.00
Tuning: Standard, E A D G B E
[Verse 1]
I am just a po
or boy though
my story’s sel
dom told
I have squande
red my resista
nce
For a pocket f
ull of mumbles
, such are pro
mises
All lies and j
ests, still a
man hears what
he wants to h
ear
And disregards
the rest hmhm
hm hmhmhmhm
[Verse 2]
When I left my
home and my f
amily, I was n
o more than a
boy
In the company
of strangers
In the quiet o
f the railway
station, runni
ng scared
Laying low, se
eking out the
poorer quarter
s
Where the ragg
ed people go
Looking for th
e places only
they would kno
w
[Hook]
Lie la lie, li
e la la la la
la lie
Lie la lie, li
e la la la la
la lie, la la
la la lie
[Verse 3]
Asking only wo
rkman’s wages
I come looking
for a job
But I get no o
ffers
Just a come-on
from the whor
es on Seventh’
Avenue
I do declare,
there were tim
es when I was
so lonesome
I took some co
mfort there, l
a la la la la
[Solo]
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[Hook]
Lie la lie, li
e la la la la
la lie
Lie la lie, li
e la la la la
la lie, la la
la la lie
[Verse 4]
Then I’m layin
g out my winte
r clothes and
wishing I was
gone
Going home, wh
ere the New Yo
rk City winter
s aren’t bleed
ing me
Leading me
Going home
[Verse 5]
In the clearin
g stands the b
oxer and a fig
hter by his tr
ade
And he carries
a reminder of
every glove t
hat laid him d
own
Or cut him til
l he cried out
in his anger
and his shame
I am leaving,
I am leaving
But the fighte
r still remain
s, hmhmhmhm
[Hook]
Lie la lie, li
e la la la la
la lie
Lie la lie, li
e la la la la
la lie
Lie la lie, li
e la la la la
la lie
Lie la lie, li
e la la la la
la lie
Lie la lie, li
e la la la la
la lie
Lie la lie, li
e la la la la
la lie
La la la la li
e, lie la la l
a la la lie
Lie la lie, li
e la la la la
la lie, la la
la la lie