The boxer

The Boxer

(Play this measure 4 times total for intro)

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B: |-----1-----------------1------------|
G: |-------------0-----------------0----|
D: |---------2----------------2---------|
A: |-3----------------------------------|
E: |------------------3-----------------|


VERSE 1
C                                               Am
I am just a poor boy, though my story`s seldom told
           G                          F                              C
I have squandered my resistance for a pocketful of mumbles, such are promises
              Am            G                  F                                G                 
All lies and jest, still a man hears what he wants to hear, and disregards the rest


VERSE 2
C                                                       Am
When I left my home and my family, I was no more than a boy
           G                                           F                  C
in the company of strangers, in the quiet of a railway station, running scared
            Am             G             F
laying low, seeking out the poorer quarters
C                      G        F                  G                 C
Where the ragged people go, looking for the places only they would know.

CHORUS
C                Am                 G                               Am                                       
     Lie   la   lie,   lie     la lie     lie lie la lie,   lie la lie,       
       F                  G                   C
lie la lie      la la la lie     la la la la lie! ---------


VERSE 3
Asking only workman`s wages, I come looking for a job
But I get no offers, just a come-on from the whores on 7th Avenue
I do declare, there were times when I was so lonesome
                                  G                  F          G           C
I took some comfort there, ooh la la,     la la    la la la la  la      la.


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VERSE 4
Then I`m laying out my winter clothes and wishing I was gone
Going home, where the New York City winters aren`t bleeding me
End of 4th verse
C             Em     Am                   G            G7    C
  Leading me----------------- going home------------


VERSE 5
In the clearing stands a boxer, and a fighter by his trade
And he carries the reminders of every glove that laid him down
Or cut him till he cried out in his anger and his shame:
"I am leaving, I am leaving, " but the fighter still remains....

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