所属专辑:Self Portrait (Remastered)
歌手: Bob Dylan
时长: 02:48
The Boxer (Remaster) - Bob Dylan (鲍勃·迪伦)[00:00:00]
I'm just a poor boy[00:00:08]
Though my storys seldom told[00:00:09]
I have squadered my resistance[00:00:11]
For a pocketful of numbles[00:00:14]
Such are promises all lies and jest[00:00:16]
Still a man hears what he wants to hear[00:00:22]
And disregards the rest [00:00:25]
When I left my home and family[00:00:26]
I was no more than a boy[00:00:35]
In the company of strangers[00:00:37]
In the quiet of the railway station[00:00:39]
Running scared laying low[00:00:42]
Seeking out the poorer quarters[00:00:47]
Where the ragged people go[00:00:49]
Looking for the places only they would know [00:00:52]
Asking only workmans wages[00:00:56]
I come looking for a job[00:01:12]
But I get no offers[00:01:14]
Just a come-on from the whores on seventh avenue[00:01:16]
I do declare[00:01:21]
There were times when I was so lonesome[00:01:22]
I took some comfort there [00:01:24]
Then I'm laying out my winter clothes[00:01:31]
And wishing I was gone going home[00:01:46]
Where the new york city winters arent bleeding me[00:01:50]
Leading me[00:01:55]
Going home [00:01:57]
In the clearing stands a boxer[00:02:04]
And a fighter by his trade[00:02:06]
And he carries the reminders[00:02:08]
Of every glove that laid him down[00:02:10]
And cut him till he cried out[00:02:13]
In his anger and his shame[00:02:14]
I am leaving I am leaving[00:02:16]
But the fighter still remains[00:02:18]