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[ti:The Boxer] [ar:Hit Crew Masters] [al:Absolute Essentials of Country, Vol. 9] [offset:0] [00:00.00]The Boxer - Hit Crew Masters [00:06.14]I am just a poor boy [00:08.03]Though my story's seldom told. [00:09.86] [00:10.99]I have squandered my resistance [00:13.90]For a pocketful of mumbles, [00:15.61] [00:16.19]Such are promises. [00:18.72]All lies and jest. [00:20.26]Still, a man hears what he wants to hear [00:23.80]And disregards the rest. [00:26.86] [00:31.75]When I left my home [00:33.00]And my family. [00:34.57]I was no more than a boy. [00:37.15]In the company of strangers, [00:40.08]In the quiet of the railway station [00:43.00]Running scared. [00:45.23]Laying low, [00:46.52]Seeking out the poorer quarters [00:49.61]Where the ragged people go. [00:52.09]Looking for the places [00:53.94]Only they would know. [00:56.83] [00:57.59]Lie-la-lie..... [01:11.61]Asking only workman's wages, [01:14.29]I come looking for a job [01:16.65]But I get no offers. [01:17.84] [01:19.93]Just a come-on from the whores [01:22.04]On Seventh Avenue. [01:24.92]I do declare, [01:26.61]There were times [01:27.50]When I was so lonesome [01:29.31] [01:29.97]I took some comfort there. [01:33.75] [01:38.13]Then I'm laying out [01:39.34]My winter clothes [01:40.82]And wishing I was gone. [01:43.20]Going home, [01:46.35]Where the New York City winters [01:48.69]Aren't bleeding me. [01:51.38]Leading me [01:54.23]Going home. [01:57.74]Lie-la-lie [02:18.04]In the clearing stands a boxer, [02:20.20]And a fighter by his trade. [02:23.51]And he carries the reminders [02:26.32]Of every glove that laid him down [02:29.02]Or cut him till he cried out. [02:30.98] [02:31.55]In his anger and his shame, [02:33.45] [02:34.11]"I am leaving, I am leaving." [02:37.24]But the fighter still remains. [02:42.49]Lie-la-lie [03:10.86]