Lirik Lagu The Boxer - Bob Dylan
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Tanpamu tiada berarti
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- Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
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- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
I am just a poor boyThough my story's seldom toldI have squandered my resistanceFor a pocketful of mumblesSuch are promisesAll lies and jestStill a man hears what he wants to hearAnd disregards the rest
When I left my home and familyI was no more than a boyIn the company of strangersIn the quiet of the railway stationRunning scaredLaying lowSeeking out the poorer quartersWhere the ragged people goLooking for the placesOnly they would know
Asking only workman's wagesI come looking for a jobBut I get no offersJust a come on from the whoresOn Seventh AvenueI do declareThere were times when I was so lonesomeI took some comfort there
Then I'm laying out my winter clothesAnd wishing I was goneGoing homeWhere the New York city wintersAren't bleeding meLeading meGoing home
In the clearing stands a boxerAnd a fighter by his tradeAnd he carries the remindersOf every glove that laid him downAnd cut him till he cried outIn his anger and his shame"I am leaving, I am leaving"But the fighter still remains
When I left my home and familyI was no more than a boyIn the company of strangersIn the quiet of the railway stationRunning scaredLaying lowSeeking out the poorer quartersWhere the ragged people goLooking for the placesOnly they would know
Asking only workman's wagesI come looking for a jobBut I get no offersJust a come on from the whoresOn Seventh AvenueI do declareThere were times when I was so lonesomeI took some comfort there
Then I'm laying out my winter clothesAnd wishing I was goneGoing homeWhere the New York city wintersAren't bleeding meLeading meGoing home
In the clearing stands a boxerAnd a fighter by his tradeAnd he carries the remindersOf every glove that laid him downAnd cut him till he cried outIn his anger and his shame"I am leaving, I am leaving"But the fighter still remains
