Artist :Lee DeWyze
Title :The Boxer
I am just a poor boythough my story ＇s seldom told.
I have squandered my resistance
for a pocketful of mumbles,
such are promises.
All lies and jest.
Still,a man hears what he wants to hear
and disregards the rest.
Mmm...
When I left my home
and my family.
I was no more than a boy.
In the company of strangers,
in the quiet of the railway station
running scared.
Laying low,
seeking out the poorer quarters
Looking for the places
only they would know.
La-la-la...
Asking only workman ＇s wages,
I come looking for a job
but I get no offers.
Just a come-on from the whores
on Seventh Avenue.
I do declare,
there were times
when I was so lonesome
I took some comfort there.
Now the years are rolling by me
They are rockin ＇easily
I am older than I once was
and younger than I ＇ll be
That ＇s not unusual.
It isn ＇t strange
after changes upon changes
we are more or less the same
After changes we are more or less the same
La-la-la...
And I ＇m laying out
my winter clothes
and wishing I was gone.
Going home,
where the New York City winters
aren ＇t bleeding me.
Leading me
going home.
In the clearing stands a boxer,
and a fighter by his trade.
And he carries the reminders
of ev ＇ry glove that laid him down
or cut him till he cried out.
In his anger and his shame,
＂I am leaving,I am leaving.＂
But the fighter still remains.
＂I am leaving...＂
But the fighter still remains.
La-la-la...
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:01.12]Artist :Lee DeWyze
[00:01.80]Title :The Boxer
[00:02.87]I am just a poor boythough my story ＇s seldom told.
[00:07.93]I have squandered my resistance
[00:11.62]for a pocketful of mumbles,
[00:13.99]such are promises.
[00:17.43]All lies and jest.
[00:19.18]Still,a man hears what he wants to hear
[00:22.43]and disregards the rest.
[00:24.86]Mmm...
[00:35.05]When I left my home
[00:36.43]and my family.
[00:37.74]I was no more than a boy.
[00:40.24]In the company of strangers,
[00:43.05]in the quiet of the railway station
[00:47.05]running scared.
[00:49.99]Laying low,
[00:51.30]seeking out the poorer quarters
[00:57.24]Looking for the places
[00:59.24]only they would know.
[01:02.74]La-la-la...
[01:19.86]Asking only workman ＇s wages,
[01:21.61]I come looking for a job
[01:25.30]but I get no offers.
[01:28.61]Just a come-on from the whores
[01:30.93]on Seventh Avenue.
[01:34.99]I do declare,
[01:35.74]there were times
[01:37.61]when I was so lonesome
[01:39.55]I took some comfort there.
[01:49.75]Now the years are rolling by me
[01:52.49]They are rockin ＇easily
[01:54.00]I am older than I once was
[01:57.50]and younger than I ＇ll be
[02:01.12]That ＇s not unusual.
[02:04.75]It isn ＇t strange
[02:06.68]after changes upon changes
[02:09.06]we are more or less the same
[02:11.87]After changes we are more or less the same
[02:17.43]La-la-la...
[02:35.12]And I ＇m laying out
[02:36.68]my winter clothes
[02:37.43]and wishing I was gone.
[02:40.68]Going home,
[02:43.43]where the New York City winters
[02:46.12]aren ＇t bleeding me.
[02:49.93]Leading me
[02:54.43]going home.
[03:04.68]In the clearing stands a boxer,
[03:06.80]and a fighter by his trade.
[03:10.06]And he carries the reminders
[03:13.24]of ev ＇ry glove that laid him down
[03:15.80]or cut him till he cried out.
[03:19.12]In his anger and his shame,
[03:21.43]＂I am leaving,I am leaving.＂
[03:24.18]But the fighter still remains.
[03:27.06]＂I am leaving...＂
[03:29.12]But the fighter still remains.
[03:32.43]La-la-la...
📝 纯歌词版本
Artist :Lee DeWyze
Title :The Boxer
I am just a poor boythough my story ＇s seldom told.
I have squandered my resistance
for a pocketful of mumbles,
such are promises.
All lies and jest.
Still,a man hears what he wants to hear
and disregards the rest.
Mmm...
When I left my home
and my family.
I was no more than a boy.
In the company of strangers,
in the quiet of the railway station
running scared.
Laying low,
seeking out the poorer quarters
Looking for the places
only they would know.
La-la-la...
Asking only workman ＇s wages,
I come looking for a job
but I get no offers.
Just a come-on from the whores
on Seventh Avenue.
I do declare,
there were times
when I was so lonesome
I took some comfort there.
Now the years are rolling by me
They are rockin ＇easily
I am older than I once was
and younger than I ＇ll be
That ＇s not unusual.
It isn ＇t strange
after changes upon changes
we are more or less the same
After changes we are more or less the same
La-la-la...
And I ＇m laying out
my winter clothes
and wishing I was gone.
Going home,
where the New York City winters
aren ＇t bleeding me.
Leading me
going home.
In the clearing stands a boxer,
and a fighter by his trade.
And he carries the reminders
of ev ＇ry glove that laid him down
or cut him till he cried out.
In his anger and his shame,
＂I am leaving,I am leaving.＂
But the fighter still remains.
＂I am leaving...＂
But the fighter still remains.
La-la-la...
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:01.12]Artist :Lee DeWyze
[00:01.80]Title :The Boxer
[00:02.87]I am just a poor boythough my story ＇s seldom told.
[00:07.93]I have squandered my resistance
[00:11.62]for a pocketful of mumbles,
[00:13.99]such are promises.
[00:17.43]All lies and jest.
[00:19.18]Still,a man hears what he wants to hear
[00:22.43]and disregards the rest.
[00:24.86]Mmm...
[00:35.05]When I left my home
[00:36.43]and my family.
[00:37.74]I was no more than a boy.
[00:40.24]In the company of strangers,
[00:43.05]in the quiet of the railway station
[00:47.05]running scared.
[00:49.99]Laying low,
[00:51.30]seeking out the poorer quarters
[00:57.24]Looking for the places
[00:59.24]only they would know.
[01:02.74]La-la-la...
[01:19.86]Asking only workman ＇s wages,
[01:21.61]I come looking for a job
[01:25.30]but I get no offers.
[01:28.61]Just a come-on from the whores
[01:30.93]on Seventh Avenue.
[01:34.99]I do declare,
[01:35.74]there were times
[01:37.61]when I was so lonesome
[01:39.55]I took some comfort there.
[01:49.75]Now the years are rolling by me
[01:52.49]They are rockin ＇easily
[01:54.00]I am older than I once was
[01:57.50]and younger than I ＇ll be
[02:01.12]That ＇s not unusual.
[02:04.75]It isn ＇t strange
[02:06.68]after changes upon changes
[02:09.06]we are more or less the same
[02:11.87]After changes we are more or less the same
[02:17.43]La-la-la...
[02:35.12]And I ＇m laying out
[02:36.68]my winter clothes
[02:37.43]and wishing I was gone.
[02:40.68]Going home,
[02:43.43]where the New York City winters
[02:46.12]aren ＇t bleeding me.
[02:49.93]Leading me
[02:54.43]going home.
[03:04.68]In the clearing stands a boxer,
[03:06.80]and a fighter by his trade.
[03:10.06]And he carries the reminders
[03:13.24]of ev ＇ry glove that laid him down
[03:15.80]or cut him till he cried out.
[03:19.12]In his anger and his shame,
[03:21.43]＂I am leaving,I am leaving.＂
[03:24.18]But the fighter still remains.
[03:27.06]＂I am leaving...＂
[03:29.12]But the fighter still remains.
[03:32.43]La-la-la...
Hello I have something to say
Let's just pretend
That I haven't been feeling this way
So stay right where you are
Cause I'll see the future
And I know...
Pack your things
Leave somehow
Blackbird song
Is over now
Mouths are dry
River runs
Hands are tied
Preachers son
Pack your things
Leave somehow
Black...
Ain't got time to take no fast train
All the lonely days are gone
I'm going home
And my baby, she wrote me a letter
I've got to see, gotta see my baby...
Don't pretend that you don't see it
Yeah, what's going on
Yay, all around
Don't even try to tell me
That what we do is right
Why do we have to fight
B...
I heard there was a secret chord
David played, and it pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music, do ya?
It goes like this
The fourth, the f...
A little less conversation
A little more action please
All this aggravation ain't satisfactioning me
A little more bite and a little less bark
And b...
All my friends had to ask me
Somethin' they didn't understand
How I get all the women
In the palms of my hand
I told them, treat her like a lad-ay
Do ...
Hey Jude don't make it bad
Take a sad song and make it better.
Remember to let her into your heart,
Then you can start to make it better.
Hey Jude, do...