Simon & Garfunkel: "The Boxer"

 acoustic guitar chords

 

capo: 4

 

G

I am just a poor boy.

 

                                             em
Though my story's seldom told,

 

D
I have squandered my resistance

 

C                  D
For a pocketful of mumbles,

                  G

Such are promises

 

                    em
All lies and jest

D/hm                        C

Still, a man hears what he wants to hear

                                  G   D    … CDG

And disregards the rest.

 

   G
When I left my home

And my family,
                                 em

I was no more than a boy
           D

In the company of strangers
           C                D       

In the quiet of the railway station,
G

Running scared,
            em

Laying low,
              D                  C

Seeking out the poorer quarters
                                         G

Where the ragged people go,

              D

Looking for the places
C       D                G

Only they would know.

 

               em
Lie - la - lie,   

 

 hm

lie - la - lie - la - lie - la - lie

 

   em

Lie - la - lie.   

 

              C                         D                      G

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

 

G
Asking only workman's wages

                                  em
I come looking for a job,
                    D

But I get no offers,
          C                           D

Just a come-on from the whores
                    G

On Seventh Avenue
             em

I do declare,
                   D                         C

There were times when I was so

lonesome
                                  G     D    CDG

I took some comfort there.

 

Solo:  G   em D   G   em D C  G D CDG

 


Lie-la-lie...

G

Then I'm laying out my winter clothes
                              em

And wishing I was gone,
            D

Going home

                C                       D

Where the New York City winters
           G

Aren't bleeding me,
      hm   em

Leading me,
           D          CDG

Going home.

G
In the clearing stands a boxer,
                                em

And a fighter by his trade

            D
And he carries the reminders
     C                       D

Of ev'ry glove that laid him down

        G          
And cut him till he cried out

                                em
In his anger and his shame,
         D                   C

"I am leaving, I am leaving."
                              G           D CDG

But the fighter still remains


Lie-la-lie...