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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=67572" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Boxer</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">(paul simon)<br>I am just a poor boy though my storys seldom told<br>I have squandered my existence<br>On a pocket full of mumbles such are promises<br>All lies in jest, till a man hears what he wants to hear<br>And disregards the rest<br>Well I left my home and family I was no more than a boy<br>In the company of strangers<br>In the quiet of the railway station runnin scared<br>Layin low seeking out the poor quarters<br>Where the ragged people go, looking for the places<br>Only they would know<br>Li li li [etc.]<br>Only seeking workmans wages I come looking for a job<br>But I get no offers<br>Just a come-on from the whores on seventh avenue<br>I do declare there were times when I was so lonesome<br>I took some comfort there<br>In a-laying out my winter clothes and wishing I was home<br>Going home<br>Where the new york city winters arent a-bleding me<br>Bleeding me<br>Going home<br>Da da da [etc.]<br>In the clearing stands a boxer and a fighter by his trade<br>And he carries the reminders<br>Of every bloke that laid him down or cleft him<br>Till he cried out in his anger and his shame<br>I am leaving, I am leaving<br>But the fighter still remains<br>Li li li [etc.]</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by Emmylou Harris - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=67572" data-title="The Boxer" data-description="(paul simon) I am just a poor boy though my storys seldom told I have 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 fa..."></div> </div> </div>
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