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<object><type>video</type><version>1.0</version><provider_name>Network.hu</provider_name><provider_url>http://network.hu/</provider_url><title>Simon  Garfunkel - The Boxer (from The Concert in Central Park)</title><author_name>kustragabor</author_name><author_url>http://network.hu/kustragabor</author_url><html>&amp;lt;object width=&amp;quot;424&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;345&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param name=&amp;quot;movie&amp;quot; value=&amp;quot;http://dalszoveg.network.hu/flash/videoplayer/video.swf?videoid=702507&amp;amp;amp;pvol=40&amp;amp;amp;plang=hu&amp;amp;amp;host=http://dalszoveg.network.hu&amp;quot; /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param name=&amp;quot;allowscriptaccess&amp;quot; value=&amp;quot;always&amp;quot; /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param name=&amp;quot;allowfullscreen&amp;quot; value=&amp;quot;true&amp;quot; /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;embed src=&amp;quot;http://dalszoveg.network.hu/flash/videoplayer/video.swf?videoid=702507&amp;amp;amp;pvol=40&amp;amp;amp;plang=hu&amp;amp;amp;host=http://dalszoveg.network.hu&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;424&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;345&amp;quot; allowscriptaccess=&amp;quot;always&amp;quot; allowfullscreen=&amp;quot;true&amp;quot; /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/object&amp;gt;</html><width>424</width><height>345</height><duration>317</duration><description>I am just a poor boy&#13;
Though my story's seldom told&#13;
I have squandered my resistance&#13;
For a pocket full of mumbles, such are promises&#13;
All lies and jests&#13;
Still a man hears what he wants to hear&#13;
And disregards the rest&#13;
When I left my home and my family&#13;
I was no more than a boy&#13;
In the company of strangers&#13;
In the quiet of the railway station&#13;
Running scared,&#13;
Laying low, seeking out the poorer quarters&#13;
Where the ragged people go&#13;
Looking for the places&#13;
Only they would know&#13;
Lie la lie, lie la la la lie lie&#13;
Lie la lie, lie la la la la lie la la lie&#13;
Asking only workman's wages&#13;
I come looking for a job&#13;
But I get no offers&#13;
Just a come-on from the whores&#13;
On Seventh Avenue&#13;
I do declare&#13;
There were times when I was so lonesome&#13;
I took some comfort there, le le le le le le le&#13;
Lie la lie, lie la la la lie lie&#13;
Lie la lie, lie la la la la lie la la lie&#13;
Then I'm laying out my winter clothes&#13;
And wishing I was gone&#13;
Going home&#13;
Where the New York City winters&#13;
Aren't bleeding me&#13;
Leading me&#13;
Going home&#13;
In the clearing stands a boxer&#13;
And a fighter by his trade&#13;
And he carries the reminders&#13;
Of ev'ry glove that laid him down&#13;
Or cut him till he cried out&#13;
In his anger and his shame&#13;
&quot;I am leaving, I am leaving&quot;&#13;
But the fighter still remains, mmm mmm&#13;
Lie la lie, lie la la la lie lie&#13;
Lie la lie, lie la la la la lie la la lie&#13;
Lie la lie, lie la la la lie lie&#13;
Lie la lie, lie la la la la lie la la lie&#13;
Lie la lie, lie la la la lie lie&#13;
Lie la lie, lie la la la la lie la la lie&#13;
Lie la lie, lie la la la lie lie&#13;
Lie la lie, lie la la la la lie la la lie&#13;
Lie la lie, lie la la la lie lie&#13;
Lie la lie, lie la la la la lie la la lie&#13;
Lie la lie, lie la la la lie lie&#13;
Lie la lie, lie la la la la lie la la lie&#13;
Lie la lie, lie la la la lie lie&#13;
Lie la lie, lie la la la la lie la la lie&#13;
Lie la lie, lie la la la lie lie&#13;
Lie la lie, lie la la la la lie la la lie&#13;
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Dalszerzők: Paul Simon</description><thumbnail_url>http://vds.network.hu/clubvideo/7/2/_/702507_14347_2.jpg</thumbnail_url><thumbnail_width>80</thumbnail_width><thumbnail_height>60</thumbnail_height><video_id>702507</video_id></object>
