The Boxer - The Petersens Live in Branson
- Andy McIlvain
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Video from The Petersons
The Boxer - The Petersens Live in Branson
►LYRICS - The Boxer
"Well, I am just a poor boy
Though my story's seldom told
I have squandered my resistance
For a pocketful of mumbles
Such are promises
All lies and jest
Still the man hears what he wants to hear
And disregards the rest
When I left my home and my family
I was no more than a boy
In the company of strangers
And the quiet of the railway station
Running scared
Laying low, seeking out the poorer quarters
Where the ragged people go
Looking for the places only they would know
Lie-la-lie…
Now the years are rollin’ by me
They are passin’ evenly
I am older than I once was
And younger than I’ll be
And that’s not unusual
No, it isn’t strange
That after changes upon changes
We are more or less the same
Now I'm layin’ out my winter clothes
And wishin’ I was gone
Going home
Where the New York City winters aren't bleeding me
Leadin’ me, going home
Lie-la-lie…
In the clearing stands a boxer
And a fighter by his trade
And he carries the reminder
Of every glove that laid him down
And cut him till he cried out
In his anger and his shame
“I am leaving, I am leaving"
But the fighter still remains
Lie-la-lie…
►The Petersens:
We celebrate American roots music with family values, and perform full time in Branson, Missouri in the USA. The band consists of four siblings, Katie, Ellen, Matt, and Julianne, our mom Karen, and good friend Emmett Franz. Learn more about our family on our website https://petersenband.com/about-the-pe...' from the video introduction
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