The Boxer -
Simon & Garfunkel Lyrics


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I am just a poor boy
Though my story's seldom told
I have squandered my resistance
For a pocket full of mumbles
Such are promises
All lies and jests
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
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, lie la la la lie lie
Lie la lie, lie la la la la lie la la lie

Asking only workman's wages
I come looking 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
Le le le le le le le

Lie la lie, lie la la la lie lie
Lie la lie, lie la la la la lie la la lie

Then I'm laying out my winter clothes
And wishing I was gone
Going home
Where the New York City winters
Aren't bleeding me
Leading me
Going 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 till he cried out
In his anger and his shame
"I am leaving, I am leaving"
But the fighter still remains

Lie la lie, lie la la la lie lie
Lie la lie, lie la la la la lie la la lie
Lie la lie, lie la la la lie lie
Lie la lie, lie la la la la lie la la lie
Lie la lie, lie la la la lie lie
Lie la lie, lie la la la la lie la la lie
Lie la lie, lie la la la lie lie
Lie la lie, lie la la la la lie la la lie
Lie la lie, lie la la la lie lie
Lie la lie, lie la la la la lie la la lie
Lie la lie, lie la la la lie lie
Lie la lie, lie la la la la lie la la lie
Lie la lie, lie la la la lie lie
Lie la lie, lie la la la la lie la la lie




Lie la lie, lie la la la lie lie
Lie la lie, lie la la la la lie la la lie

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "The Boxer" by Simon & Garfunkel present a portrait of a struggling and disillusioned young man. He has left his home and family behind and is wandering through a world that is unfriendly and indifferent towards him. He is searching for work and a place to belong, but is met with disappointment and betrayal at every turn. Despite these setbacks, he perseveres, and the chorus of the song, "Lie la lie," is a poignant expression of his will to keep going.


The boxer that the song refers to is a fellow traveler on the same difficult path, but he has found a different way to cope with the challenges of life. He is a fighter, both in the literal sense and in his refusal to give up in the face of adversity. He has been knocked down and battered, but he continues to get up and carry on. In this sense, he represents an alternative to the singer's story of disappointment and disappointment. He is a symbol of hope and resilience, even when the world seems to conspire against him.


The song is a testament to the power of music to express complex emotions and to bring people together. From its simple, poetic lyrics to its powerful melody, "The Boxer" has become one of the most beloved songs in the Simon & Garfunkel catalog. Its message of perseverance and hope has resonated with listeners for generations, and it continues to be a favorite of music lovers everywhere.


Line by Line Meaning

I am just a poor boy
I am a simple and impoverished individual


Though my story's seldom told
Although I have a story to tell, it is rarely shared


I have squandered my resistance
I have wasted my energy and determination


For a pocket full of mumbles
For small, insignificant things that mean very little


Such are promises
This is what has been offered to me


All lies and jests
However, it has all been deceitful and insincere


Still a man hears what he wants to hear
Despite this, a person will interpret things in a way that serves their desires


And disregards the rest
And ignore the rest of the truth that doesn't align with their desires


When I left my home and my family
When I departed from my family and familiar surroundings


I was no more than a boy
I was a young and inexperienced adolescent


In the company of strangers
In the presence of people who were unknown to me


In the quiet of the railway station
In the peaceful station of the trains, a small moment of rest


Running scared
In a state of fear, anxiety, and nervousness


Laying low, seeking out the poorer quarters
Keeping a low profile and looking for less wealthy areas


Where the ragged people go
Where the poorest and most worn-out individuals tend to gather and live


Looking for the places
Trying to find specific sites or buildings


Only they would know
In the knowledge of the people who usually lived in those areas only


Asking only workman's wages
Offering labor services for a regular, modest salary


I come looking for a job
I am searching for employment opportunities


But I get no offers
However, I receive no proposals or job opportunities


Just a come-on from the whores
Only get approached by sex workers


On Seventh Avenue
On a specific New York City street called Seventh Avenue


I do declare
I must confess


There were times when I was so lonesome
There were moments when I felt extremely lonely


I took some comfort there
I found solace and relief in these places and people


Then I'm laying out my winter clothes
Afterwards, I pack my winter garments for an upcoming trip


And wishing I was gone
I hope and aspire to depart from my current situation


Going home
Returning to my place of origin and my family


Where the New York City winters
Whose city winters in New York


Aren't bleeding me
Aren't hurting me financially or emotionally


Leading me
Guiding me to a better path


In the clearing stands a boxer
There is a fighter standing in a vacant space


And a fighter by his trade
He is a boxer by profession


And he carries the reminders
He keeps the recollections


Of every glove that laid him down
Of each time he was knocked down by an opponent's punch


Or cut him till he cried out
Or slashed him until he cried out from pain


In his anger and his shame
And experienced anger and humiliation


"I am leaving, I am leaving"
"I am departing, I am saying goodbye"


But the fighter still remains
However, the fighter's spirit and mentality persist through hardship and difficulties




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: PAUL SIMON

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

@kumar107

"In the clearing stands a boxer
And a fighter by his trade
And he carries the reminders
Of ev'ry glove that laid him down
Or cut him till he cried out
In his anger and his shame
'I am leaving, I am leaving'
But the fighter still remains"

Just one of the great lyrical passages ever.



All comments from YouTube:

@ChannelJeffrey

i am old. I am at the end of my life now..Wow, what a ride. This song just reminds me of how much time has passed and how quickly it goes. If you are young, Im not preaching and your life is yours to live as you choose, but trust me--The days are long but the years are short.

@novocanal7153

His words made me cry.

@bazmanoid5371

I feel that. I have blinked and am nearly 40. The time does go by so fast.
God bless You in Jesus mighty name.

@neymaalnajmah2436

​@@novocanal7153😢

@PienderZ

I Hope you had the time of your live and that there will be lots if years of Joy for you ❤

@NebMunb

Well put. How old are you if I may ask? I hope you're not suffering from anything serious. My Grandfather is 95, and he recently was told he has a good year left in him. He has lived a great life. A wife of 75 years, 6 grandkids, 1 great grandson, and he has been to pretty much every country in the world. He's a good man, and I'm going to miss him so much when he is gone.

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@DavidCurryFilms

"Still a man hears what he wants to hear and disregards the rest." Ain't that the truth 😂

@KathieRopele74

absolutely the truth.

@KurtHansonIan

Depending on context because everytime, at the moment, which of the two participants in actuality knows "the truth." The victor only will speak of "a truth." The vanquished are quelled for a time, 'tis all.

Onward …! 🍺 + (💁🏻‍♀📝) = ⁉

@kilroy1964

Yup it's called confirmation bias.

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