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letra de the boxer - the celtic tenors

[verse 1]
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, but disregards the rest
mm-mm-mm-mm-mm-mm

[verse 2]
when i left my home and family i was no more than a boy in the company of strangers
in the quiet of a railway station, running scared
laying low, seeking out the poorer quarters where the ragged people go
looking for the places only they would know

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lie-la-lie
lie-la-lie-lie-lie-lie-lie
lie-la-lie
lie-la-lie-lie-lie-lie-lie, lie-lie-lie-lie-lie

[verse 3]
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

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la-la-la-la-la-la-la
#instrumental
#verse
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
[verse 4]
in the clearing stands a boxer, and a fighter by his trade
and he carries the reminders of every glove that laid him down
or cut him ’til he cried out in his anger and his shame
i am leaving, i am leaving but the fighter still remains
mm-mm-mm

[hook]
lie-la-lie
lie-la-lie-lie-lie-lie-lie
lie-la-lie
lie-la-lie-lie-lie-lie-lie, lie-lie-lie-lie-lie

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lie-la-lie-lie-lie-lie-lie
lie-la-lie
lie-la-lie-lie-lie-lie-lie, lie-lie-lie-lie-lie
lie-la-lie-lie-lie-lie-lie
lie-la-lie
lie-la-lie-lie-lie-lie-lie, lie-lie-lie-lie-lie
lie-la-lie-lie-lie-lie-lie
lie-la-lie
lie-la-lie-lie-lie-lie-lie, lie-lie-lie-lie-lie

- the celtic tenors

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