TheBoxer-SimonAndGarfunkel
IamjustapoorboyThoughmystory'sseldomtoldIhavesquanderedmyresistanceForapocketfullofmumblessucharepromisesAllliesandjestsStillamanhearswhathewantstohearAnddisregardstherest

WhenIleftmyhomeandmyfamilyIwasnomorethanaboyInthecompanyofstrangersInthequietoftherailwaystationrunningscaredLayinglow,seekingoutthepoorerquartersWheretheraggedpeoplegoLookingfortheplacesonlytheywouldknow

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ThenI'mlayingoutmywinterclothesAndwishingIwasgoneGoinghomeWheretheNewYorkCitywintersaren'tbleedingmeBleedingme,goinghome

IntheclearingstandsaboxerAndafighterbyhistradeAndhecarriestheremindersOfev'ryglovethatlayedhimdownOrcuthimtillhecriedoutInhisangerandhisshame"Iamleaving,Iamleaving"Butthefighterstillremains

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