[ti:The Boxer]
[ar:Studio 99]
[00:00.83]The Boxer - Studio 99
[00:05.73]I am just a poor boy
[00:07.56]Though my story's seldom told
[00:09.98]I have squandered my resistance
[00:11.91]For a pocketful of mumbles
[00:14.39]Such are promises
[00:17.85]All lies and jest
[00:19.70]Still a man hears what he wants to hear
[00:22.64]And disregards the rest
[00:33.02]When I left my home
[00:34.33]And my family
[00:35.05]I was no more than a boy
[00:37.32]In the pany of strangers
[00:40.33]In the quiet of the railway station
[00:43.21]Running scared
[00:46.24]Laying low
[00:47.72]Seeking out the poorer quarters
[00:49.44]Where the ragged people go
[00:52.09]Looking for the places
[00:53.74]Only they would know
[00:57.12]Lie-la-lie
[01:12.80]Asking only workman's wages
[01:14.59]I'm looking for a job
[01:17.16]But I get no offers
[01:19.90]Just conme on from the whores
[01:22.04]On Seventh Avenue
[01:25.56]I do declare
[01:27.18]There were times when I was so lonesome
[01:29.91]So I took some fort there
[01:32.12]Lie-la-lie
[02:19.25]Then I'm laying out my winter clothes
[02:21.72]And wishing I was gone
[02:23.73]Going home
[02:26.36]Where the New York City winters
[02:28.63]Aren't bleeding me
[02:32.14]Leading me
[02:36.18]Going home
[02:44.85]In the clearing stands a boxer
[02:46.67]And a fighter by his trade
[02:49.57]And he carries the reminders
[02:52.11]Of ev'ry glove that laid him down
[02:55.19]Or cut him till he cried out
[02:57.59]In his anger and his shame
[02:59.17]I am leaving I am leaving
[03:01.54]But the fighter still remains
[03:09.96]Lie-la-lie