Luyện nghe bài hát The Boxer

I am just a boy though my story's seldom told
I've my resistance
For a pocketful of
are promises
All lies and
Still the man hears what he wants to
And the rest

When I left my home and my
I was no than a boy
In the company of
In the of the railway station, runnin' scared
Laying low, seeking out the poorer
Where the ragged go
Looking for the places only would know

Li la li
Li la la la, li la li
Li la li
Li la la la, li la li
La la la la, li

only workman's wages
I come for a job but I get no offers
Just a on from the whores on Seventh Avenue
I do declare, there were times when I was so
I took some comfort
La la la la la la la

Li la li
Li la la la, li la li
Li la li
Li la la la, li la li
La la la la, li

And I'm laying out my winter
And wishing I was gone, goin'
Where the New York City winters bleedin' me
me goin' home

In the clearing stands a and a fighter by his trade
And he the reminders
Of every that laid him down or cut him
'Til he cried out in his and his shame
I am leaving, I am leaving, but the fighter remains

Li la li
Li la la la, li la li
Li la li
Li la la la, li la li
La la la la, li

Li la la la, li la li
Li la li
Li la la la, li la li
La la la la, li

Li la la la, li la li
Li la li
Li la la la, li la li
La la la la, li
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