Luyện nghe bài hát The Boxer

I'm just a boy
Though my story's seldom
I have squadered my
For a pocketful of
are promises, all lies and jest
Still a man hears what he wants to
And the rest.

When I left my and family
I was no than a boy
In the company of
In the quiet of the railway
scared, laying low
Seeking out the poorer
Where the people go
for the places only they would know.

Asking only wages
I looking for a job
But I get no
Just a come-on from the on seventh avenue
I do
were times when I was so lonesome
I some comfort there.

Then I'm laying out my clothes
And wishing I was gone, going
Where the new york city aren't bleeding me
me
home.

In the clearing stands a
And a by his trade
And he the reminders
Of every that laid him down
And cut him till he out
In his anger and his
"i am leaving, I am leaving"
But the still remains.