The Boxer

1. I am just a poor boy fffgfc F
Though my story’s F

seldom told fgaaagf C/E Dm
I have squandered C

my resistance fgfeefec
For a pocket full of C⁷

mumbles such are cc6ecc promises dca F
All lies and jests aaga C/E Dm
Still a man hears what C

he wants to hear B^b
And disregards the rest F
aaag gggff ffefga C C⁷ C6 F
2. When I left my home F

and my family I was (F)

no more than a boy F C/E Dm
cd ffffgffc fgaaagf

In the company C

of strangers fgfeefec
In the quiet of the C⁷

railway station cc eeeeee cc

running scared dca F
Laying low, aga C/E Dm

seeking out aaaggggf C

the poorer quarters B^b
Where the ragged

people go fffefga F
Looking for the places C

only they would know C⁷ C6

F cdeccc ddca#a

Refr:

Lie la lie …

aga aaaggfe aga Dm C Dm a#cdca#aa# aaaga/f B^b C F

3Asking only workman’s wages F
I come looking for a jobF C/E Dm
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But I get no offers, C (= vers 1)
Just a come-on from the C⁷

whores on Seventh Avenue F
I do declare, there were C/E Dm

times when I was C

so lonesome B^b
I took some comfort there F

Ref:
Lie la la la la.. C C⁷ C6 F
cdeeeeee a#cddca#a

Then I’m laying out F cdfff

my winter clothes gffc

and wishing I was gone C/E Dm
Going home C dfaagf fce
Where the New York City C⁷

winters aren’t bleeding me F
Leading me going homeC/E Dm F
aga afa
In the clearing stands a boxer F
And a fighter by his trade C/E Dm
And he carries the reminders C
Of every glove that laid him C⁷

down or cut him till he cried outF
In his anger and his shameC/EDm
“I am leaving, I am leaving” B^b
But the fighter still remains F
Lie-la-lie… C C⁷ C6 F

Refr: Lie la lie …

Dm C Dm B^b C (x Fl) F sista