{"type":"video","version":"1.0","provider_name":"Network.hu","provider_url":"http:\/\/network.hu\/","title":"Simon  Garfunkel - The Boxer (from The Concert in Central Park)","author_name":"kustragabor","author_url":"http:\/\/network.hu\/kustragabor","html":"&lt;object width=&quot;424&quot; height=&quot;345&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;movie&quot; value=&quot;http:\/\/dalszoveg.network.hu\/flash\/videoplayer\/video.swf?videoid=702507&amp;amp;pvol=40&amp;amp;plang=hu&amp;amp;host=http:\/\/dalszoveg.network.hu&quot; \/&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowscriptaccess&quot; value=&quot;always&quot; \/&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowfullscreen&quot; value=&quot;true&quot; \/&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http:\/\/dalszoveg.network.hu\/flash\/videoplayer\/video.swf?videoid=702507&amp;amp;pvol=40&amp;amp;plang=hu&amp;amp;host=http:\/\/dalszoveg.network.hu&quot; width=&quot;424&quot; height=&quot;345&quot; allowscriptaccess=&quot;always&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;true&quot; \/&gt;&lt;\/object&gt;","width":424,"height":345,"description":"I am just a poor boy\r\nThough my story's seldom told\r\nI have squandered my resistance\r\nFor a pocket full of mumbles, such are promises\r\nAll lies and jests\r\nStill a man hears what he wants to hear\r\nAnd disregards the rest\r\nWhen I left my home and my family\r\nI was no more than a boy\r\nIn the company of strangers\r\nIn the quiet of the railway station\r\nRunning scared,\r\nLaying low, seeking out the poorer quarters\r\nWhere the ragged people go\r\nLooking for the places\r\nOnly they would know\r\nLie la lie, lie la la la lie lie\r\nLie la lie, lie la la la la lie la la lie\r\nAsking only workman's wages\r\nI come looking for a job\r\nBut I get no offers\r\nJust a come-on from the whores\r\nOn Seventh Avenue\r\nI do declare\r\nThere were times when I was so lonesome\r\nI took some comfort there, le le le le le le le\r\nLie la lie, lie la la la lie lie\r\nLie la lie, lie la la la la lie la la lie\r\nThen I'm laying out my winter clothes\r\nAnd wishing I was gone\r\nGoing home\r\nWhere the New York City winters\r\nAren't bleeding me\r\nLeading me\r\nGoing home\r\nIn the clearing stands a boxer\r\nAnd a fighter by his trade\r\nAnd he carries the reminders\r\nOf ev'ry glove that laid him down\r\nOr cut him till he cried out\r\nIn his anger and his shame\r\n\"I am leaving, I am leaving\"\r\nBut the fighter still remains, mmm mmm\r\nLie la lie, lie la la la lie lie\r\nLie la lie, lie la la la la lie la la lie\r\nLie la lie, lie la la la lie lie\r\nLie la lie, lie la la la la lie la la lie\r\nLie la lie, lie la la la lie lie\r\nLie la lie, lie la la la la lie la la lie\r\nLie la lie, lie la la la lie lie\r\nLie la lie, lie la la la la lie la la lie\r\nLie la lie, lie la la la lie lie\r\nLie la lie, lie la la la la lie la la lie\r\nLie la lie, lie la la la lie lie\r\nLie la lie, lie la la la la lie la la lie\r\nLie la lie, lie la la la lie lie\r\nLie la lie, lie la la la la lie la la lie\r\nLie la lie, lie la la la lie lie\r\nLie la lie, lie la la la la lie la la lie\r\n\r\nDalszerz\u0151k: Paul Simon","thumbnail_url":"http:\/\/vds.network.hu\/clubvideo\/7\/2\/_\/702507_14347_2.jpg","thumbnail_width":80,"thumbnail_height":60,"video_id":"702507"}