Boxer
Ton : AEnglish
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I Aam just a poor boy though my story's seldom F#mtold
I have Esquandered my existence
On a Epocket full of mumbles such are Apromises
All lies in F#mjest 'til a Eman hears what he Dwants to hear
And disregards the Arest
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Well I Aleft my home and my family
I was no more than a F#mboy in the Ecompany of strangers
In the quiet of the railway station Arunning scared F#mlaying low
Seeking Eout the poor Dquarters where the ragged people Ago
Looking Efor the places Donly Ethey would Aknow
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Only Aseeking workman's wages
I come looking for a F#mjob but I get no Eoffers
Just a Ecome-on from the whores on Seventh AAvenue
I do F#mdeclare there were Etimes when I was Dso lonesome
I took some comfort Athere
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In a-Alaying out my winter clothes
And wishing I was F#mhome going Ehome
Where the ENew York City winters aren't a-Ableeding me
Bleeding F#mme going Ehome
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In the Aclearing stands a boxer and a fighter by his F#mtrade
And he Ecarries the reminders
Of every bloke that laid him down or Acleft him
'Til he cried out in his anger and his F#mshame
I am Eleaving I am Dleaving but the fighter still Aremains E
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