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 jests Still a man heres what he wants to hear And disregards the rest Mm mm mm mm... 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. Lie-la-lie, Lie-la-lie... la la la... Asking only work man's wages I come looking for a job But I get no offers Just a come on from the whores on Seventh Avenue he cried out I do decare,there were times when I was so lonesome I looking some comfort there, Ooo la la Lie-la-lie... la la la... 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 bleeding me,going home In the clearing stands a boxer and a fighter by his trade And he carries the reminders of ev'ry glove that laid him down Or cut him till in his anger and his shame, "I am leaving, I am leaving" But the fighter still remains Mm mm mm Lie-la-lie Lie-la-lie... la la la... Lie-la-lie... la la la...la la la... Lie-la-lie... la la la...la la la.. |
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FOLK COUNTRY T H E B E S T O F
SONGS OF THE 70S 80S 90S
01. THE BOXER 02. LEADER OF THE BAND 03. BLOWIN' IN THE WIND 04.TAKE ME HOME, COUN
05. THE SOUND OF SILENCE 06. REMEMBER WHEN 07. ROCKY MOUNTAIN HIGH 08. FIRE AND R
09. LIVIN'ON LOVE 10.FOUR STRONG WINDS 'FOLK COUNTRY T H E B E S T OF SONGS OF THE'
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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 jests
Still a man heres what he wants to hear And disregards the rest Mm mm mm mm...
When I left my hom