Chords for Paul Simon & Joan Baez - The Boxer (RARE live 10-30-80)

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Paul Simon & Joan Baez - The Boxer (RARE live 10-30-80) chords
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[G] Joan, what school do you go to?
Kensington.
[F] Three Kensingtons, what a day!
What a day for [Db] Kensington.
I'm just a fool, my story's so [Bbm] unsolved,
[Ab] I'm scorned from my assistants.
Poor Puckett, full of [Db] mumbles, such a promises.
This is way better than the morning.
Way better.
[Ab] [Db]
Where's the half a million people?
They're here, they're not just up in the hills.
Yeah, yeah.
We're gonna have fun.
We're gonna have [Bb] fun.
[Ab] With these strangers, in the quiet of the railway station, [Db] running scared.
[Bb] Laying low, seeking out the [Gb] poor quarters, where the ragged [Fm] people go.
[F] Looking for the places [Db] only they would know.
[Bbm] La-la-la, [Fm] la-la-la, la-la-la, [Bbm] la-la-la, [Ab] la-la-la, la-la-la, [Bbm] la-la-la, la-la [Fm] -la, la-la-la, [Bb] la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la, [Db] la-la-la.
Asking for a workman's wages, I'm [Bbm] looking for a job, but I [Ab] get no offers.
It's [Fm]
just a [Ab] come on up from the horizontal.
[Db] Excuse me, Morris.
I [Bbm] can declare [Ab] there were times when I was [Gb] so lonesome, I took some [Db] comfort there.
[Ab] La-la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la-la, [Db] la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la.
Now the years are rolling by, they are rocking [Bbm] evenly.
[Ab] I am more than a man, I once was.
And younger than I'll be, but that's not [Db] a lie anymore.
[Bbm] [Bb] [Db]
[Bb] [Gb] [Db]
[Bbm] [Cm]
[Ab]
[Bbm] [Fm]
[Bbm] [Bb]
[Db]
Know it isn't strange
[Ab] Wishing I was gone, gone, gone
When the New York City winters are [Db] unpleasing me
[Fm] Leadin' [Bb] me to [Ab] go home
[Db]
In the clearing stands a boxer
And a [Fm] fighter by his trade
[Ab] And he carries the reminders
The wriggle of the [Db] lead him down
Cut gently, fried out
In his [Bbm] anger and his shame
[Bb] I'm leaving, [Db] I'm leaving
But the fighter still [Bb] remains
[Db] La [Bbm] la la la [Fm] la la la la [Bbm] la
La
[Fm]
[Bbm] la [Ab] la
[F] la la la la [Bbm] la la
[Db]
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134211114
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12341111
Fm
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Db
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13421111
Ab
134211114
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] Joan, what school do you go to?
_ Kensington.
[F] Three Kensingtons, what a day!
What a day for [Db] Kensington. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ I'm just a fool, my story's so [Bbm] unsolved,
[Ab] I'm scorned from my assistants.
Poor Puckett, full of [Db] mumbles, such a promises. _
This is way better than the morning.
Way better.
[Ab] _ _ [Db] _
Where's the half a million people?
_ They're here, they're not just up in the hills.
Yeah, yeah. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ We're gonna have fun.
We're gonna have [Bb] fun.
_ _ [Ab] With these strangers, in the quiet of the railway station, [Db] running scared. _
_ [Bb] Laying low, seeking out the [Gb] poor quarters, where the ragged [Fm] people go.
[F] Looking for the places [Db] only they would know.
[Bbm] La-la-la, _ [Fm] la-la-la, la-la-la, [Bbm] la-la-la, _ [Ab] la-la-la, la-la-la, [Bbm] la-la-la, _ la-la [Fm] _ -la, la-la-la, _ [Bb] la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la, [Db] la-la-la. _ _ _
_ _ _ Asking for a workman's wages, I'm [Bbm] looking for a job, but I [Ab] get no offers.
It's [Fm]
just a [Ab] come on up from the horizontal.
[Db] Excuse me, Morris. _
I [Bbm] can declare [Ab] there were times when I was [Gb] so lonesome, I took some [Db] comfort there.
[Ab] La-la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la-la, _ [Db] la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la.
Now _ _ _ _ the years are rolling by, they are rocking [Bbm] evenly.
[Ab] I am more than a man, I once was.
And younger than I'll be, but that's not [Db] a lie anymore. _ _ _ _ _
[Bbm] _ _ [Bb] _ _ [Db] _ _ _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ [Gb] _ [Db] _ _ _
_ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _ _
_ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _
_ [Bbm] _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _
_ [Db] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Know it isn't strange
[Ab] Wishing I was gone, gone, gone
When the New York City winters are [Db] unpleasing me
[Fm] _ _ Leadin' [Bb] me _ to [Ab] go home _ _
_ _ [Db] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ In the clearing stands a boxer
And a [Fm] fighter by his trade
[Ab] And he carries the reminders
The wriggle of the [Db] lead him down
Cut gently, fried out
In his [Bbm] anger and his shame
[Bb] I'm leaving, [Db] I'm leaving
But the fighter still [Bb] remains
_ _ [Db] _ _ La [Bbm] la la la _ [Fm] la la la la [Bbm] la
_ La _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _
_ [Bbm] _ la _ [Ab] la _
_ _ _ _ _ [F] la la la la [Bbm] la la _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Db] _ _ _ _ _ _ _

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