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The Boxer [C] - Simon and Garfunkel

Verse 1:
[C] I am just a poor boy though my story's seldom [Am] told
I have [G] squandered my resistance
For a [G7] pocket full of mumbles such are [C] promises
All lies and [Am] jests still a [G] man hears what he [F] wants to hear 
And disregards the [C] rest
Hm[G7]mmmm [C]

When I [C] left my home and my family I was no more than a [Am] boy 
In the [G] company of strangers
In the [G7] quiet of the railway station [C] running scared
Laying [Am] low seeking [G] out the poorer [F] quarters
Where the ragged people [C] go
Looking [G] for the places [F] only [Em] they [Dm] would [C] know

Verse 2:
[C] Asking only workman's wages I come looking for a [Am] job
But I get no [G] offers,
Just a [G7] come-on from the whores on Seventh [C] Avenue
I do de[Am]-clare there were [G] times when I was [F] so lonesome 
I took some comfort [C] there la-la [G] la la la la [C]

Refrain:

Verse 3:
[C] Then I'm laying out my winter clothes and wishing I was [Am] gone
Going [G] home, where the New York City winters aren't [C] bleeding me 
[Em] Bleeding me [Am] going [G] home [C]

In the [C] clearing stands a boxer and a fighter by his [Am] trade
And he [G] carries the reminders
Of [G7] ev'ry glove that laid him down or [C] cut him till he cried out 
In his anger and his [Am] shame I am [G] leaving I am [F] leaving
But the fighter still re[C]mains
mmm [G7] mmmm [C]

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