Artisto: | Simon & Garfunkel (English) |
Uzanto: | Greg P |
Daŭro: | 130 sekundoj |
Komenca paŭzo: | 12 sekundoj |
Tononoma sistemo: | Ne definita |
Sakra: | |
Komentoj pri tabulaturo: | - |
C Am
I am just a poor boy though my story's seldom told
G C
I have squandered my resistance for a pocketful of mumbles
Am G
Such are promises. All lies and jest, still a man hears
F C G C
What he wants to hear, and disregards the rest.
Am
When I left my home and my family I was no more than a boy
G Dm C
In the company of strangers, in the quiet of the railway station, running scared.
Am C F C
Laying low, seeking out the poorer quarters where the ragged people go
G F G7 C
Looking for the places only they would know.
Am G Am
**...Lie la lie, Lie la lie la lie la lie, lie la lie
G F G C
lie la lie la la la la, lie la la la la lie.
Am G
Asking only workman's wages I come looking for a job, but I get no offers
Dm C
Just a come on from the whores on Seventh Avenue.
Am Dm G F
I do declare, there were times when I was so lonesome,
C G C
I took some comfort there, ooooh, la la la la la la la.
Am
Now the years are rolling by me, they are rocking evenly
G Dm C
I am older than I once was, but younger than I'll be, that's not unusual
Am C F C
No it isn't strange, after changes upon changes we are more or less the same
G F C
After changes we are more or less the same....***
C G7 C Am G
Then I'm laying out my winter clothes, and wishing I was gone, going home
Dm G7 C Am G C
Where the New York City winters aren't bleeding me, leading me, to go home
Am
In the clearing stands a boxer and a fighter by his trade
G G7 C
And he carries the reminders of every glove that laid him down
Am
Or cut him till he cried out, in his anger and his shame,
G F C
"I am leaving, I am leaving, but the fighter still remains."
G C
Ooooh oh la la la la la la la la la.....***