作词：Paul Simon
作曲：Paul Simon
编曲：褚镇东／花道
监制：褚镇东
原唱：Simon & Garfunkel
He is just a poor boy
Though his story's seldom told
He has squandered his 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, hmmm...
When he left his home and his family
He was no more than a boy
In the company of strangers
In the quiet of the railway station, runnin' scared
Laying low, seeking out the poorer quarters
Where the ragged people go
Looking for the places only they would know
Lie-la-lie......
Now the years are rolling by him
They are rockin' evenly
He is older than he once was
And younger than he'll be; that's not unusual
Nor is it strange
After changes upon changes
We are more or less the same
After changes we are more or less the same
Lie-la-lie......
Then he is laying out his winter clothes
And wishing he was gone, going home
Where the New York City winters aren't bleeding him
Leading him, going home
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
He is leaving, He is leaving
But the fighter still remains, hmmm...
Lie-la-lie......