Howard, the strangest things have happened lately

When I take a good swing at 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 he knew, 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 he knew, a couple of years

I'd be through, has boxing been good to you?

Well, sometimes I punch myself hard as I can

Yelling, "Nobody cares", hoping some one

Will tell me how wrong I am, Howard

Boxing's been good to me, Howard

Now I'm told, "You're growing old"

The whole time he knew, a couple of years

I'd be through, has boxing been good?

Has boxing been good? Has boxing been good?