The Hit Party Band - The Boxer
[00:00.00]时代音乐网 www.78497.com [00:06.08]I am just a poor boy [00:07.61]Though my story's seldom told [00:10.48]I have squandered my resistance [00:12.71]For a pocketful of mumbles [00:15.34]Such are promises [00:18.56]All lies and jest [00:20.57]Still a man hears what he wants to hear [00:23.91]And disregards the rest [00:35.45]When I left my home [00:36.81]And my family [00:37.77]I was no more than a boy [00:40.95]In the pany of strangers [00:42.86]In the quiet of the railway station [00:45.90]Running scared [00:47.16]Laying low [00:50.31]Seeking out the poorer quarters [00:52.79]Where the ragged people go [00:55.73]Looking for the places [00:57.42]Only they would know [01:01.09]CHORUSLie-la-lie [01:16.46]Asking only workman's wages [01:19.01]I e looking for a job [01:21.67]But I get no offers [01:24.42]Just a e-on from the whores [01:26.53]On Seventh Avenue [01:30.23]I do declare [01:32.00]There were times when I was so lonesome [01:35.11]I took some fort there [01:37.21]CHORUS Lie-la-lie [02:25.98]Then I'm laying out my winter clothes [02:28.70]And wishing I was gone [02:30.73]Going home [02:33.41]Where the New York City winters [02:35.93]Aren't bleeding me [02:39.56]Leading me [02:43.86]Going home [02:52.99]In the clearing stands a boxer [02:55.34]And a fighter by his trade [02:58.19]And he carries the reminders [03:01.01]Of ev'ry glove that laid him down [03:04.36]Or cut him till he cried out [03:06.22]In his anger and his shame [03:08.44]I am leaving I am leaving [03:11.06]But the fighter still remains [03:18.68]Lie-la-lie [03:21.43]Lie-la-lie [03:23.48]Lie-la-lie [03:26.51]Lie-la-lie [03:31.75]Lie-la-lie [03:37.00]Lie-la-lie
The BoxerLRC滚动歌词
[00:00.00]时代音乐网 www.78497.com[00:06.08]I am just a poor boy
[00:07.61]Though my story's seldom told
[00:10.48]I have squandered my resistance
[00:12.71]For a pocketful of mumbles
[00:15.34]Such are promises
[00:18.56]All lies and jest
[00:20.57]Still a man hears what he wants to hear
[00:23.91]And disregards the rest
[00:35.45]When I left my home
[00:36.81]And my family
[00:37.77]I was no more than a boy
[00:40.95]In the pany of strangers
[00:42.86]In the quiet of the railway station
[00:45.90]Running scared
[00:47.16]Laying low
[00:50.31]Seeking out the poorer quarters
[00:52.79]Where the ragged people go
[00:55.73]Looking for the places
[00:57.42]Only they would know
[01:01.09]CHORUSLie-la-lie
[01:16.46]Asking only workman's wages
[01:19.01]I e looking for a job
[01:21.67]But I get no offers
[01:24.42]Just a e-on from the whores
[01:26.53]On Seventh Avenue
[01:30.23]I do declare
[01:32.00]There were times when I was so lonesome
[01:35.11]I took some fort there
[01:37.21]CHORUS Lie-la-lie
[02:25.98]Then I'm laying out my winter clothes
[02:28.70]And wishing I was gone
[02:30.73]Going home
[02:33.41]Where the New York City winters
[02:35.93]Aren't bleeding me
[02:39.56]Leading me
[02:43.86]Going home
[02:52.99]In the clearing stands a boxer
[02:55.34]And a fighter by his trade
[02:58.19]And he carries the reminders
[03:01.01]Of ev'ry glove that laid him down
[03:04.36]Or cut him till he cried out
[03:06.22]In his anger and his shame
[03:08.44]I am leaving I am leaving
[03:11.06]But the fighter still remains
[03:18.68]Lie-la-lie
[03:21.43]Lie-la-lie
[03:23.48]Lie-la-lie
[03:26.51]Lie-la-lie
[03:31.75]Lie-la-lie
[03:37.00]Lie-la-lie