Words by lPaul Simon
Music by Art Garfunke
Performed by The King's Singers
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 a 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,
In the quiet of the railway station, runnin' scared.
Laying low, seeking out the poorer quarters,
Where the ragged people go.
Lookin' for the places, only they would know.
Lie-la-lie ...
Asking only workman's wages I come lookin' for a job,
But I get no offers,
Just a come-on from the whores on Seventh Avenue.
I do declare there were times when I was so lonesome,
I took some comfort there.
La, la, la, la, la, la, la.
(Instrumental break)
Li la li ...
And Im laying out my winter clothes, and wishing I was gone, goin home
Where the new york city winters arent bleedin me, leadin me goin' home.
In the clearing stands a boxer and a fighter by his trade,
And he carries the reminders of every glove that laid him down,
Or cut him 'til he cried out in his anger and his shame,
"I am leaving, I am leaving."
But the fighter still remains.
Lie-la-lie ...
One of my favourite songs of all time, but if I may say so, I think that the singing of the melody should be simpler and less "classical", then the group would absolutely capture the whole scope of the song!
Guichotpresident 4 months ago
Does it came from the double CD with one of pop and the other classic reprise? A very very good one. I remenber buying it for 4$ in a trip in Europe at a highway rest area.
MrZimms950 4 months ago