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The Boxer
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Past 7 Days
The Boxer was discovered most frequently at around 20 seconds into the song during the past week

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I am just a poor boy though my story's seldom told
I've squandered my existence on a pocket full of mumbles
Such are promises, all lies in jest
Till a man hears what he wants to hear and disregards the rest
[Verse 2]
Well 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 poor quarters
Where the ragged people go looking for the places
Only they would know
[Verse 3]
Only seeking workman's wages I come lookin' 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
[Verse 4]
In a'laying out my winter clothes and wishing I was home
Oh, home, where the New York City winters aren't a-bleeding me
Bleeding me, goin' home
[Verse 5]
In the clearing stands a boxer and a fighter by his trade
And he carries the reminders of every bloke
That laid him down and cleft him till he cried out
In his anger and his shame, I am leaving, I am leaving
But the fighter still remains
Written by: Paul Simon
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