The Boxer
Lee DewyzeVersion1
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Chords in this song
Strum
D-DU-UDU
C
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B------1--------------|
G---------- 0---------|
D--------2------------|
A----3----------------|
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I am just a poor boy
Though my story's seldom told,
I have squandered my resistance
For a pocket full 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 a railway station running scared.
Laying low, seeking out the poorer quarters
Where the ragged people go
Looking for the places only the would know.
Lie la lie, lie la lie lie, lie la lie,
Lie la lie,
Lie la lie la lie la lie la la la la lie.
Asking only workmans wages
I come looking for a job
But I get no offers,
Just a come-on from the whores on Seventh Avenue.
I do declare, there were times when I was so lonesome
I took some comfort there, la la la
Now the years are rolling by me
They are rocking evenly,
And I am older than I once was
And younger than Ill be thats not unusual.
It isnt strange, after changes upon changes
We are more or less the same
After changes we are more or less the same.
(Same as chorus one)
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,
Bleeding me ____ Going home.
In the clearing stands the boxer
And a fighter by his trade
And he carries the reminders
Of Every glove that layed him down
Or cut him till he cried out
In his anger and his shame,
"I am leaving, I am leaving!"
But the fighter still remains.
I am leaving but the fighter still remains
(Same) Repeat 3x to end
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Readable chord sheet for The Boxer by Lee Dewyze
[C] e---------------------| B------1--------------| G---------- 0---------| D--------2------------| A----3----------------| E---------------------| [C]I am just a poor boy Though my story's seldom [Am]told, I have s[G]quandered my resistance For a [G]pocket full of mumbles such are [C]promises. All lies and j[Am]est, Still a m[G]an hears what he [F]wants to hear And disregards the [C]rest.[G] [C] When I l[C]eft my home and my family I was no more than a [Am]boy In the c[G]ompany of strangers, In the q[G]uiet of a railway station [C]running scared. Laying l[Am]ow, seeking o[G]ut the poorer q[F]uarters Where the ragged people [C]go Looking f[G]or the places o[F]nly the would k[C]now. Lie la l[Am]ie, lie la [Em]lie lie, lie la lie, Lie la l[Am]ie, Lie la l[G]ie la lie la lie la la la la [C]lie. Asking o[C]nly workmans wages I come looking for a [Am]job But I get no of[G]fers, Just a c[G]ome-on from the whores on Seventh [C]Avenue. I do decl[Am]are, there were t[G]imes when I was so [F]lonesome I took some comfort t[C]here, la la [G]la [C] Now the [C]years are rolling by me They are rocking even[Am]ly, And I am[G] older than I once was And [G]younger than Ill be thats no[C]t unusual. It isnt [Am]strange, after[G] changes upon change[F]s We are more or less the[C] same After [G]changes we are [F]more or less the [C]same. (Same as chorus one) Then [C]I'm laying out my winter clothes And wishing I was [Am]gone, Going h[G]ome Where the N[F]ew York City winters aren't [C]bleeding me, [Em] Bleeding me _[Am]___ Going h[G]ome. In the c[C]learing stands the boxer And a fighter by his [Am]trade And he [G]carries the reminders Of E[G]very glove that layed him down Or c[C]ut him till he cried out In his anger and his [Am]shame, "I am [G]leaving, I am [F]leaving!" But the fighter still [C]remains. I am [G]leaving but the [F]fighter still [C]remains (Same) Repeat 3x to end