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  • 标题:Boxer

    副标题:(吉他社www.jitashe.net)

    艺人:The Gaslight Anthem

    专辑:American Slang

    标记:[A]Intro[B]Verse[C]Chorus[D]Interlude[E]Verse[F]Chorus[G]Interlude[H]Bridge[I]Chorus[J]Outro
    歌曲: Boxer
    歌词:
    Got your pride and your prose
    Tucked just like a Tommy gun
    Somewhere in the smoke
    Just in case you need it
    I know you got your pride and your prose
    Tucked just like a Tommy gun
    Somewhere in the smoke
    Just in case you needed
    Some of her to spin around
    Rougher than the last one
    Oh, what'd you used to say
    The harder they come
    But he just swears he's praying for a good time
    He, he said he just doesn't miss her
    And I have heard you never really lose it
    Do you, do you
    He took it all gracefully on the chin
    Knowing that the beatings had to someday end
    He found the bandages inside the pen
    And the stitches on the radio
    There was something, baby, holding you down
    And there were whispers that were driving you crazy
    And now you hunt the heart of this town
    Remember when I knew a boxer, baby
    And you tied two knuckles up
    How they grind down
    Tried to be a man
    Tough just like your father
    Try to settle down
    Boy, I could calm down
    Remember them songs
    And the reasons we were singing
    But he said he just doesn't miss her
    He, he said it's somewhere in his framework
    And I have heard you never really lose it
    Do you, do you
    He took it all gracefully on the chin
    Knowing that the beatings had to someday end
    He found the bandages inside the pen
    And the stitches on the radio
    There was something, baby, holding you down
    And there were reasons that were driving you crazy
    Until you hunt the heart of this town
    Remember when I knew a boxer, baby
    And you can wait all night long
    Until it all goes wrong
    And you waste away your soul
    And you can wait, wait, wait, wait
    You took it all gracefully on the chin
    Knowing that the beatings had to someday end
    You found the bandages inside the pen
    And the stitches on the radio
    There was something, baby, holding you down
    And there were whispers that were driving you crazy
    Until you hunt the heart of this town
    Remember when I knew a boxer, baby
    Remember when I knew a boxer, baby
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