The Boxer Chords

Capo 3rd fret

Standard (EADGBE)

Verse 1

CI am just a poor boy

 Though my story's seldom Amtold,

 I have sGquandered my resistance

 For a Gpocket full of mumbles such are Cpromises.

 All lies and jAmest,

 Still a mGan hears what he Fwants to hear

 And disregards the Crest.G C

Verse 2

 When I lCeft my home and my family

 I was no more than a Amboy

 In the cGompany of strangers,

 In the qGuiet of a railway station Crunning scared.

 Laying lAmow, seeking oGut the poorer qFuarters

 Where the ragged people Cgo

 Looking fGor the places oFnly the would kCnow.

Chorus 1

 Lie la lAmie, lie la Emlie lie, lie la lie,

 Lie la lAmie,

 Lie la lGie la lie la lie la la la la Clie.

Verse 3

 Asking oCnly workmans wages

 I come looking for a Amjob

 But I get no ofGfers,

 Just a cGome-on from the whores on Seventh CAvenue.

 I do declAmare, there were tGimes when I was so Flonesome

 I took some comfort tChere, la la Gla C

Verse 4

 Now the Cyears are rolling by me

 They are rocking evenAmly,

 And I amG older than I once was

 And Gyounger than I’ll be that’s noCt unusual.

 It isn’t Amstrange, afterG changes upon changeFs

 We are more or less theC same

 After Gchanges we are Fmore or less the Csame.

Chorus 2

(Same as chorus one)

Verse 5

 Then CI'm laying out my winter clothes

 And wishing I was Amgone,

 Going hGome

 Where the NFew York City winters aren't Cbleeding me,

Em Bleeding me _Am___ Going hGome.

Verse 6

 In the cClearing stands the boxer

 And a fighter by his Amtrade

 And he Gcarries the reminders

 Of EGvery glove that layed him down

 Or cCut him till he cried out

 In his anger and his Amshame,

 "I am Gleaving, I am Fleaving!"

 But the fighter still Cremains.

 I am Gleaving but the Ffighter still Cremains

Chorus 3

(Same) Repeat 3x to end