A voice for the missing.....

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  A voice for the missing.....

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The boxer 　

　Simon & Garfunkel

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 jest

Still, a man hears what he wants to hear

And disregards the rest

When I left my home and my families

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.....

Asking only workman's wages, I come looking for a job

But I get no offers

Just a come-on from the whore on Seventh Avenue

I do declare

There were times when I was so lonesome

I took some comfort there

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

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

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A Note from Leechard -

There is no scenery in the Boxing ring.  People are too busy fighting.