Chords for The Boxer (2002 Remaster)
Tempo:
89.2 bpm
Chords used:
E
F#m
A
D
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
I am just a poor boy, though my [F#m] story is seldom told
I've [E] squandered my existence on a pocket full of mumbles, [A] such are promises
All I can [F#m] just tell a man, here's what he [D] wants to hear, and [A] disregards the rest
[E]
[A] Well, I left my home and my family, I was no more [F#m] than a boy
In the company of strangers, in the quiet of the railway [A] station, running scared
[F#m] Letting go, seeking out [D] the poor quarters where the ragged [A] people go
Looking [E] for the places only [A] they wouldn't know
[F#m] La la la, [E] la la la la la la la [F#m]
la [E] la la
[A]
Only seeking workers' wages, I come looking [F#m] for a job, but [E] I get no offers
Just to come on from the hoards on [A] 7th Avenue
I [F#m] do declare [E] there were times [D] when I was so lonesome, I took [A] some comfort [E]
there
[A] In a laying out in my winter clothes, and wishing I was [E] home, home, home
Where the New York City [A] winters aren't beating me, [F#m] beating me, [A]
[E] I'm home
[A] La la la, la [F#m] la la [E] la [A]
la la la la la [F#m] la la [E]
la la la la [A] la la la la la la la la
In the clearing stands a boxer and a fighter [F#m] by his trade
[E] And he carries the reminders of every bloke that laid him [A] down and kept him till he cried out
In his anger [F#m] and his shame, [E] I am leaving, [D] I am leaving, but the fighter [A] still [E] remains
[F#m] La la la, [E] la la la la [F#m]
[E] [A]
[F#m] [E]
[F#m] [E]
[F#m] [E]
[F#m] [E]
[F#m] [E]
[F#m] la la [E]
la la
I've [E] squandered my existence on a pocket full of mumbles, [A] such are promises
All I can [F#m] just tell a man, here's what he [D] wants to hear, and [A] disregards the rest
[E]
[A] Well, I left my home and my family, I was no more [F#m] than a boy
In the company of strangers, in the quiet of the railway [A] station, running scared
[F#m] Letting go, seeking out [D] the poor quarters where the ragged [A] people go
Looking [E] for the places only [A] they wouldn't know
[F#m] La la la, [E] la la la la la la la [F#m]
la [E] la la
[A]
Only seeking workers' wages, I come looking [F#m] for a job, but [E] I get no offers
Just to come on from the hoards on [A] 7th Avenue
I [F#m] do declare [E] there were times [D] when I was so lonesome, I took [A] some comfort [E]
there
[A] In a laying out in my winter clothes, and wishing I was [E] home, home, home
Where the New York City [A] winters aren't beating me, [F#m] beating me, [A]
[E] I'm home
[A] La la la, la [F#m] la la [E] la [A]
la la la la la [F#m] la la [E]
la la la la [A] la la la la la la la la
In the clearing stands a boxer and a fighter [F#m] by his trade
[E] And he carries the reminders of every bloke that laid him [A] down and kept him till he cried out
In his anger [F#m] and his shame, [E] I am leaving, [D] I am leaving, but the fighter [A] still [E] remains
[F#m] La la la, [E] la la la la [F#m]
[E] [A]
[F#m] [E]
[F#m] [E]
[F#m] [E]
[F#m] [E]
[F#m] [E]
[F#m] la la [E]
la la
Key:
E
F#m
A
D
E
F#m
A
D
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
I am just a poor boy, though my [F#m] story is seldom told
I've [E] squandered my existence on a pocket full of mumbles, [A] such are promises
_ All I can [F#m] just tell a man, here's what he [D] wants to hear, and [A] disregards the rest
[E] _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ Well, I left my home and my family, I was no more [F#m] than a boy
In the company of strangers, in the quiet of the railway [A] station, running scared
[F#m] Letting go, seeking out [D] the poor quarters where the ragged [A] people go
Looking [E] for the places only [A] they wouldn't know
[F#m] La la la, _ [E] la la la la la la la _ [F#m] _
la [E] la la
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _
Only seeking workers' wages, I come looking [F#m] for a job, but [E] I get no _ offers
Just to come on from the hoards on [A] 7th Avenue
I [F#m] do declare [E] there were times [D] when I was so lonesome, I took [A] some comfort _ [E]
there
_ _ [A] _ _ _ In a laying out in my winter clothes, and wishing I was [E] home, home, home
_ Where the New York City [A] winters aren't beating me, [F#m] beating _ me, [A]
[E] I'm home
[A] La la la, la [F#m] la la [E] la _ _ _ [A]
la la la la la [F#m] la la _ [E] _
_ _ la la la la [A] la la la la la la la la _
In the clearing stands a boxer and a fighter [F#m] by his trade
[E] And he carries the reminders of every bloke that laid him [A] down and kept him till he cried out
In his anger [F#m] and his shame, [E] I am leaving, [D] I am leaving, but the fighter [A] still [E] remains
_ _ [F#m] La la la, _ [E] la la la la _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ [F#m] la la _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ la la
I am just a poor boy, though my [F#m] story is seldom told
I've [E] squandered my existence on a pocket full of mumbles, [A] such are promises
_ All I can [F#m] just tell a man, here's what he [D] wants to hear, and [A] disregards the rest
[E] _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ Well, I left my home and my family, I was no more [F#m] than a boy
In the company of strangers, in the quiet of the railway [A] station, running scared
[F#m] Letting go, seeking out [D] the poor quarters where the ragged [A] people go
Looking [E] for the places only [A] they wouldn't know
[F#m] La la la, _ [E] la la la la la la la _ [F#m] _
la [E] la la
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _
Only seeking workers' wages, I come looking [F#m] for a job, but [E] I get no _ offers
Just to come on from the hoards on [A] 7th Avenue
I [F#m] do declare [E] there were times [D] when I was so lonesome, I took [A] some comfort _ [E]
there
_ _ [A] _ _ _ In a laying out in my winter clothes, and wishing I was [E] home, home, home
_ Where the New York City [A] winters aren't beating me, [F#m] beating _ me, [A]
[E] I'm home
[A] La la la, la [F#m] la la [E] la _ _ _ [A]
la la la la la [F#m] la la _ [E] _
_ _ la la la la [A] la la la la la la la la _
In the clearing stands a boxer and a fighter [F#m] by his trade
[E] And he carries the reminders of every bloke that laid him [A] down and kept him till he cried out
In his anger [F#m] and his shame, [E] I am leaving, [D] I am leaving, but the fighter [A] still [E] remains
_ _ [F#m] La la la, _ [E] la la la la _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ [F#m] la la _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ la la