Chords for The Boxer with Shawn Ishimoto & Ernie Cruz Jr.
Tempo:
100.55 bpm
Chords used:
G
C
Am
F
Em
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Ab] [C]
I am just a poor boy, though my story is seldom told.
I have [G] squandered my resistance, for a pocket full of mumbles, [C] such are promises.
All [Am] lies in jest, [G] still the man [F] hears what he wants to hear, and [C] disregards the rest.
[G] [C]
When I left my home and my family, I was no more than a boy [G] in the company of strangers, in the quiet of the railway [C] station, running scared.
[G] [Am] Laying low, [G] seeking out the [F] poorer quarters where the ragged [C] people go, [G] looking for the [F] places only they [C] would know.
Lie [Am] lie lie, lie [Em] lie lie, [G] lie lie lie, lie [Am] lie lie, [F] lie lie lie, [G] lie lie [C] lie.
Asking only workless wages, I come looking for [Am] a job, [G] but I get no offers, lest I come on from the whores on Seventh [C] Avenue.
[G] I do [Am] declare [G] there were times when [F] I was so lonesome I took some comfort [C] there
[G]
[C]
[G]
[C]
[Am] [G]
[F] [C] [G] [Am]
[G] [C]
[F] [G] [C]
And I'm laying out my winter clothes and wishing I was gone [G] going home
Where the New York City winters [C] are and bleeding me, [Em] leading [C] me [Em] to [G] going home.
[Em] [B]
[Cm] [C] In the clearing stand the boxer and the fighter by [Am] his trade, [G] and he carries the reminders
of every glove that laid him down [C] or cut him till he cried out in his anger and his [Am] shame,
I [G] am leaving, I [F] am leaving, but the fighter still [C] plays, still [G] plays.
Lie, [C] lie, lie, [G] lie, lie, lie, lie, lie, lie, lie, lie, lie, [Am] lie, [Em] lie, lie, [F] lie,
[G] [C] lie, lie,
[G] [C] [F]
[G] [C] [G]
[C] [F] [G]
[C]
I am just a poor boy, though my story is seldom told.
I have [G] squandered my resistance, for a pocket full of mumbles, [C] such are promises.
All [Am] lies in jest, [G] still the man [F] hears what he wants to hear, and [C] disregards the rest.
[G] [C]
When I left my home and my family, I was no more than a boy [G] in the company of strangers, in the quiet of the railway [C] station, running scared.
[G] [Am] Laying low, [G] seeking out the [F] poorer quarters where the ragged [C] people go, [G] looking for the [F] places only they [C] would know.
Lie [Am] lie lie, lie [Em] lie lie, [G] lie lie lie, lie [Am] lie lie, [F] lie lie lie, [G] lie lie [C] lie.
Asking only workless wages, I come looking for [Am] a job, [G] but I get no offers, lest I come on from the whores on Seventh [C] Avenue.
[G] I do [Am] declare [G] there were times when [F] I was so lonesome I took some comfort [C] there
[G]
[C]
[G]
[C]
[Am] [G]
[F] [C] [G] [Am]
[G] [C]
[F] [G] [C]
And I'm laying out my winter clothes and wishing I was gone [G] going home
Where the New York City winters [C] are and bleeding me, [Em] leading [C] me [Em] to [G] going home.
[Em] [B]
[Cm] [C] In the clearing stand the boxer and the fighter by [Am] his trade, [G] and he carries the reminders
of every glove that laid him down [C] or cut him till he cried out in his anger and his [Am] shame,
I [G] am leaving, I [F] am leaving, but the fighter still [C] plays, still [G] plays.
Lie, [C] lie, lie, [G] lie, lie, lie, lie, lie, lie, lie, lie, lie, [Am] lie, [Em] lie, lie, [F] lie,
[G] [C] lie, lie,
[G] [C] [F]
[G] [C] [G]
[C] [F] [G]
[C]
Key:
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C
Am
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Em
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[Ab] _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
I am just a poor boy, though my story is seldom told.
I have [G] squandered my resistance, for a pocket full of mumbles, [C] such are promises.
_ _ All [Am] lies in jest, [G] still the man [F] hears what he wants to hear, and [C] disregards the rest.
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ _ _ When I left my home and my family, I was no more than a boy [G] in the company of strangers, in the quiet of the railway [C] station, running scared.
_ _ [G] [Am] Laying low, [G] seeking out the [F] poorer quarters where the ragged [C] people go, [G] looking for the [F] places only they [C] would know.
Lie [Am] lie lie, lie [Em] lie lie, [G] lie lie lie, lie [Am] lie lie, _ [F] lie lie lie, [G] lie lie [C] lie. _
_ _ _ _ _ Asking only workless wages, I come looking for [Am] a job, [G] but I get no offers, _ lest I come on from the whores on Seventh [C] Avenue. _
_ [G] I do [Am] declare [G] there were times when [F] I was so lonesome I took some comfort [C] there
_ [G] _ _
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ [G] _ _
[F] _ _ [C] _ _ _ [G] _ [Am] _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ [F] _ _ [G] _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ And I'm laying out my winter clothes and wishing I was gone [G] going home
Where the New York City winters [C] are and bleeding me, _ [Em] _ leading _ [C] me [Em] to [G] going home.
_ [Em] _ [B] _
[Cm] _ [C] _ _ _ In _ the clearing stand the boxer and the fighter by [Am] his trade, [G] and he carries the reminders
of every glove that laid him down [C] or cut him till he cried out in his anger and his [Am] shame,
I [G] am leaving, I [F] am leaving, but the fighter still [C] plays, still [G] plays.
_ Lie, [C] lie, _ _ _ lie, _ _ _ [G] lie, lie, lie, lie, lie, lie, lie, lie, lie, [Am] lie, [Em] lie, lie, [F] lie, _
[G] _ _ [C] lie, lie,
[G] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _
[G] _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ _ [F] _ [G] _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
I am just a poor boy, though my story is seldom told.
I have [G] squandered my resistance, for a pocket full of mumbles, [C] such are promises.
_ _ All [Am] lies in jest, [G] still the man [F] hears what he wants to hear, and [C] disregards the rest.
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ _ _ When I left my home and my family, I was no more than a boy [G] in the company of strangers, in the quiet of the railway [C] station, running scared.
_ _ [G] [Am] Laying low, [G] seeking out the [F] poorer quarters where the ragged [C] people go, [G] looking for the [F] places only they [C] would know.
Lie [Am] lie lie, lie [Em] lie lie, [G] lie lie lie, lie [Am] lie lie, _ [F] lie lie lie, [G] lie lie [C] lie. _
_ _ _ _ _ Asking only workless wages, I come looking for [Am] a job, [G] but I get no offers, _ lest I come on from the whores on Seventh [C] Avenue. _
_ [G] I do [Am] declare [G] there were times when [F] I was so lonesome I took some comfort [C] there
_ [G] _ _
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ [G] _ _
[F] _ _ [C] _ _ _ [G] _ [Am] _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ [F] _ _ [G] _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ And I'm laying out my winter clothes and wishing I was gone [G] going home
Where the New York City winters [C] are and bleeding me, _ [Em] _ leading _ [C] me [Em] to [G] going home.
_ [Em] _ [B] _
[Cm] _ [C] _ _ _ In _ the clearing stand the boxer and the fighter by [Am] his trade, [G] and he carries the reminders
of every glove that laid him down [C] or cut him till he cried out in his anger and his [Am] shame,
I [G] am leaving, I [F] am leaving, but the fighter still [C] plays, still [G] plays.
_ Lie, [C] lie, _ _ _ lie, _ _ _ [G] lie, lie, lie, lie, lie, lie, lie, lie, lie, [Am] lie, [Em] lie, lie, [F] lie, _
[G] _ _ [C] lie, lie,
[G] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _
[G] _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ _ [F] _ [G] _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _