Paul Simon - The Boxer, аккорды

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I am just a poor boy, though my story’s seldom told, 
       
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I have squandered my resistance for a pocketful of mumbles, such  
    
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are promises.    
            
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All lies in jest, still a man hears what he wants to hear and  
               
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Dis-regards the rest, ummmm 
 
 
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When I left my home and my family, I was no more than a boy 
       
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In the company of strangers, in the quiet of the railway station  
                       
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Running scared, laying low, seeking out the poorer quarters 
                                    
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Where the ragged people go, looking for the places only they 
      
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would know. 
 
 
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Lie la lie, lie la lie la lie la lie, lie la lie, 
 
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Lie la lie la la la la lie la la la la lie.
 
 
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Asking only workman’s wages, I come looking for a job 
               
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But I get no of-fers, just a come-on from the whores on 7th Avenue 
 
        
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I do declare, there were times  when I was so lonesome 
                    
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I took some comfort there__ Ooo-la – la__ la__la la la__ 
 
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Then I’m laying out my winter clothes and wishing I was gone 
      
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Going home, where the New York City winters are-n’t bleeding me 
        
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Leading me,     going home 
       
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In the clearing stands a boxer, and a fighter by his trade,  
       
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And he carries the reminders of every glove that’s laid him down  
           
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Or cut him till he  cried__ out in his anger and his shame
      
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“I am leaving, I am leaving.”   But the fighter still remains
 
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               Lie-la lie, 
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Lie-la lie-la lie-la lie lie-la-lie 
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Lie-la lie  la la la la – lie. 
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Lie-la lie-la lie-la lie lie-la-lie 
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Lie-la lie  la la la la – lie.