Simon and Garfunkel - The Boxer

Originally in B, probably as C tuned down, I play in C

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CI am just a poor boy though my story’s seldom Amtold

I have Gsquandered my resistance

For a G7pocket full of G6mumbles, such are Cpromises

All lies and Amjest, still a Gman hears what he F/Cwants to hear

And disregards the Crest G7C

When I Cleft my home and my family, I was no more than a Amboy

In the Gcompany of strangers

In the G7quiet of a G6railway station, Crunning scared

Laying Amlow, seeking Gout the poorer Fquarters

Where the ragged people Cgo

Lookin’ Gfor the places G7only G6they would Cknow

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Asking Conly workman’s wages I come

Looking for a Amjob but I get no Goffers

Just a G7come-on from the G6whores on Seventh CAvenue

I do deAmclare, there were Gtimes when I was

F/CSo lonesome I took some comfort Cthere

La la G7la la la la la

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Solo if appropriate on verse chords, followed by an extra chord that

I skip if there’s neither big harmonies nor solo

Then I’m Claying out my winter clothes and wishing I was Amgone

Going Ghome where the G7New York City G6winters aren’t Cbleeding me

EmLeading meeeAmeeee going Ghome G7C

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In the Cclearing stands a boxer and a

Fighter by his Amtrade

And he Gcarries a reminder of G7ev’ry

Glove that G6laid him down

Or Ccut him till he cried out in his

Anger and his Amshame

I am Gleaving, I am F/Cleaving

But the F/Cfighter still reCmains, mmm mmm Gmmm

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