Howard, the strangest thing Has happened lately when I take a good swing And all my dreams they pivot and slip I drop my fists and they're back Laughing Howard
My intention's become not to lose what I've won Ambition has given way to desperation and I Lost the fight for my eyes
Boxing's been good to me, Howard Now I'm told, you're growing old The whole time we knew In a couple of years I'd be through Has boxing been good to you
Howard, now I confess, I'm scared and lonely and tired They seem to think I'm made of clay Another day, I'm not cut out for this I just know what to say, I say
Boxing's been good to me, Howard Now I'm told, you're growing old The whole time we knew In a couple of years I'd be through Has boxing been good to you
Well sometimes I punch myself as hard as I can Yelling nobody cares hoping someone will tell me how Wrong I am
Boxing's been good to me, Howard Now I'm told, you're growing old The whole time we knew In a couple of years I'd be through Has boxing been good to you
