Karaoké The Boxer Emmylou Harris
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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
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
Layin' low seeking out the poor quarters where the ragged people go
Looking for the places only they would know
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Only seeking workman's wages
I come looking 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
In a laying out my winter clothes and wishing I was home
Going home where the New
York City winters aren't a bleeding me
Bleeding me going home
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In the clearing stands a boxer and a fighter by his trade
And he carries the reminders of every bloke that laid him down or clept 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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Informations
Rendu célèbre par Emmylou Harris
Auteur-Compositeur : Paul Simon
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Cet enregistrement est une reprise de The Boxer rendu célèbre par Emmylou Harris









