The Boxer (Remaster)-Bob Dylan

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[00:00.00]The Boxer (Remaster) - Bob Dylan
[00:08.06]I'm just a poor boy
[00:09.88]Though my storys seldom told
[00:11.44]I have squadered my resistance
[00:14.08]For a pocketful of numbles
[00:16.09]Such are promises all lies and jest
[00:22.40]Still a man hears what he wants to hear
[00:25.01]And disregards the rest
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[00:26.58]When I left my home and family
[00:34.83]
[00:35.70]I was no more than a boy
[00:37.70]In the company of strangers
[00:39.57]In the quiet of the railway station
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[00:42.69]Running scared laying low
[00:47.82]Seeking out the poorer quarters
[00:49.90]Where the ragged people go
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[00:52.26]Looking for the places only they would know
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[00:56.89]Asking only workmans wages
[01:12.13]I come looking for a job
[01:14.37]But I get no offers
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[01:16.93]Just a come-on from the whores on seventh avenue
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[01:21.30]I do declare
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[01:22.68]There were times when I was so lonesome
[01:24.80]I took some comfort there
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[01:31.34]Then I'm laying out my winter clothes
[01:46.78]And wishing I was gone going home
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[01:50.96]Where the new york city winters arent bleeding me
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[01:55.70]Leading me
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[01:57.52]Going home
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[02:04.07]In the clearing stands a boxer
[02:06.00]And a fighter by his trade
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[02:08.38]And he carries the reminders
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[02:10.18]Of every glove that laid him down
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[02:13.12]And cut him till he cried out
[02:14.80]In his anger and his shame
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[02:16.92]I am leaving I am leaving
[02:18.92]But the fighter still remains