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The Boxer

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The Boxer was released on January 26, 1970 by Columbia as a part of the album Bridge Over Troubled Water

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OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Vocals

Art Garfunkel

Vocals

Fred Carter, Jr.

Fred Carter, Jr.

Guitar

Hal Blaine

Drums

Charlie McCoy

Bass Harmonica

Curly Chalker

Pedal Steel Guitar

Joe Osborn

Bass

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Songwriter

Jimmie Haskell

String Arranger

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Producer

Art Garfunkel

Producer

Roy Halee

Producer

Ted Brosnan

Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]

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 jests

Still, a man hears what he wants to hear

And disregards the rest

[Verse 2]

When I left my home and my 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

[Chorus]

Lie, la-lie, lie, la-la, la, lie, la-lie

Lie, la-lie, lie, la-la, la, lie, la-lie, la-la-la-la, lie

[Verse 3]

Asking only workman's 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, la, la, la, la

[Chorus]

Lie, la-lie, lie, la-la, la, lie, la-lie

Lie, la-lie, lie, la-la, la, lie, la-lie, la-la-la-la, lie

[Verse 4]

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

Leading me

Going home

[Verse 5]

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 till he cried out

In his anger and his shame

"I am leaving, I am leaving"

But the fighter still remains, mmm

[Chorus]

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Lie, la-lie, lie, la-la, la, lie, la-lie, la-la-la-la, lie

Lie, la-la, la, lie, la-lie

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Lie, la-la, la, lie, la-lie

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Lie, la-la, la, lie, la-lie

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Lie, la-la, la, lie, la-lie

Lie, la-lie, lie, la-la, la, lie, la-lie, la-la-la-la, lie

Lie, la-la, la, lie, la-lie

Lie, la-lie, lie, la-la, la, lie, la-lie, la-la-la-la, lie

Written by: Paul Simon

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