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 from my eyes
Boxing's been good to me, Howard
Now I'm old, 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, I confess
I'm scared and lonely and tired
They seem to think
I'm made of clay
Another day, not cut out for this
I just no want to say, I say
Boxing's been good to me, Howard
Now I'm old, 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 old, you're growing old
The whole time we knew
In a couple of years
I'd be through
Has boxing been good
Has boxing been good
Has boxing been good to you