The Boxer Lyrics - Me First And The Gimme Gimmes

[Originally by Simon & Garfunkel] 

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 the 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 the railway station, running scared 

Laying low seeking out the poorer quarters where the ragged people go 

Looking for the places only they would know 

La la li 

La la la la li la li 

La la li 

La la la la la la li la la la li 

Asking only workman's wages I come looking for a job 

But I get no offers 

Just a come-on from some bitch 

On Seventh Avenue 

I do declare there were times when I was so lonesome 

I took some comfort there, la la la la la la 

[repeat chorus] 

And 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 

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 

La la la la la la la la la li 

[repeat chorus twice] 

Yeay! Yeay! Yeay! Ow!