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Verse 1:
I am just a poor boy
Though my story's seldom told
I have squandered my resistance
For a pocket full of mumbles such are promises.
All lies and jest
Still a man hears what he wants to hear
And disregards the rest.
Verse 2:
When I left my home and my family
I was no more than a boy
In the company of strangers
In the quiet of a railway station running scared.
Laying low seeking out the poorer quarters
Where the ragged people go
Looking for the places only the would know.
Chorus
Lie la lie lie la lie lie lie la lie
Lie la lie
Lie la lie la lie la lie la la la la lie.
Verse 3:
Asking only workmans 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 la la la la la.
Lie la lie lie la lie lie lie la lie
Lie la lie
Lie la lie la lie la lie la la la la lie.
Verse 4:
Then I'm laying out my winter clothes
And wishing I was gone
Going home
Where the New York City winters aren't bleeding me
Bleeding me ____ Going home.
Verse 5:
In the clearing stands the boxer
And a fighter by his trade
And he carries the reminders
Of Every glove that layed 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.
Lie la lie lie la lie lie lie la lie
Lie la lie
Lie la lie la lie la lie la la la la lie.
(moins de barrés)