The Boxer by S&G/ Joan Baez |
I'm 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 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.
Lie-la-lie
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