A F#m I am just a poor boy though my story's seldom toldE I have squandered my existenceE A On a pocket full of mumbles such are promisesF#m E D All lies in jest 'til a man hears what he wants to hearA E D E A And disregards the rest [Verse 2]A Well, I left my home and my familyF#m E I was no more than a boy in the company of strangersA F#m In the quiet of the railway station, running scared, laying lowE D A Seeking out the poor quarters where the ragged people goE D E A Looking for the places only they would know [Chorus]F#m E Lie-la-Lie, Lie-la-Lie, Lie, Lie-la-Lie,F#m D E A Lie-la-Lie, Lie-la-Lie Lie Lie Lie Lie La-La-La-La Lie [Verse 3]A Only seeking workman's wagesF#m E I come looking for a job, but I get no offersE A Just a come-on from the whores on Seventh AvenueF#m E D I do declare there were times when I was so lonesomeA E D E A I took some comfort there [Verse 4]A In a-laying out my winter clothesF#m E And wishing I was home, going homeE A Where the New York City winters aren't a-bleeding meF#m E Bleeding me, going home [Bridge]A E F#m E La La La La La, La,A E F#m E La-La La La La-La La La La-La,D E A La-La La La La [Verse 5]A F#m In the clearing stands a boxer and a fighter by his tradeE And he carries the remindersA Of every bloke that laid him down or cleft himF#m 'Til he cried out in his anger and his shameE D A E I am leaving, I am leaving but the fighter still remains [Chorus]F#m E Lie-la-Lie, Lie-la-Lie, Lie, Lie-la-Lie,F#m D E A Lie-la-Lie, Lie-la-Lie Lie Lie Lie Lie La-La-La-La Lie
The Boxer
Emmylou Harris
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