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I am just a poor boy though 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
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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 runnin' scared
Laying low seeking out the poorer quarters where the ragged people go
Looking for the places only they would know
Lie la lie lie la la la lie la lie lie la lie
Lie la la la lie la lie la la la la lie
Asking only workman's wages I come lookin' 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 la la
(Instrumental) :
Lie la lie lie la la la lie la lie lie la lie
Lie la la la lie la lie la la la la lie
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
Leading meeeeee going home
In the clearing stands a boxer and a fighter by his trade
And he carries the reminders of every glove that laid him down
or cut him 'til he cried out
In his anger and his shame "I am leaving
I am leaving but the fighter still remains"
Mmmm mmmmm
Lie la lie lie la la la lie la lie lie la lie
Lie lie lie lie (ad lib)
(supprime les barrés)