The Boxer

C
I am just a poor boy though my 
story's
                      Am
Seldom told i have squandered my 
resistance
       F                           
For a pocketful of munbles such are
   C
 promises
              Am           G
All lies and jest still a man hears
         F                         
What he wants to hear and 
       C   G    C
disregards the rest
        C
When i left my home and my family
                     Am
I was no more than a boy
        G
In the company of strangers
        F
In the quiet of the railway
          C
Station runing scared
        Am          G             
Laying low seeking out the poorer 
  F
quarters
Continúa después del anuncio
                         C
Where the ragged people go
         G                      
Looking for the places only they 
        C
would know
   Am         G      Am       F 
Lai lai lai lai lai lai…………
    G     C

C
Asking only workman's wages
                     Am            
I come looking for a job  but i get
     G
 no offers
        F
Just a come-on from the whores on
         C
Seventh avenue
      Am                  G
I do declare there were times
            F
When i was so lonesome
                      C        G  
I took some confort there la la la
              C
 la la------ solo de gaita
    C
Then i'm laying out my winter
                           Am      
Clothes and wishing i was gone 
   G
going home
          F
Were the new york city winters
          C             Em  Am  
Aren't  bleeding me, leading me 
G          C
to go home
         C
In the clearing stands a boxer
                      Am
And a fighter by his trade
        G
And he carries the reminders
    F
Of ev'ry glove that laid him down
    C
Or cut him till he cried out
                      Am
In his anger and his shame
        G            F
I am leaving, i am leaving but the
                C                 
Fighter still remains  hum hum hum
G         C
 hum
   Am    G   
Lai lai lai lai 
Am  F      G       C
lai.........................