letra de the boxer - ainars mielavs
i am just a poor boy
though my story’s seldom told
i have squandered my resistance
for a pocketful of mumbles, such are promises
all lies and jest
still, a man hears what he wants to hear
and disregards the rest
when 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
running scared
laying low, seeking out the poorer quarters
where the ragged people go
looking for the places
only they would know
lie-la-lie…
asking only workman’s wages
i come looking for a job
but i get no offers
just a come-on from the wh0res on seventh avenue
i do declare
there were times when i was so lonesome
i took some comfort there
lie-la-lie…
lie-la-lie…
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
leading me, going home
in the clearing stands a boxer
and a fighter by his trade
and he carries the reminders
of ev’ry glove that laid him down
and cut him till he cried out
in his anger and his shame
“i am leaving, i am leaving”
but the fighter still remains, mhm, hmm
lie-la-lie…
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