Howard, the strangest things
Have 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 intentions
Become not to lose what I’ve won
Ambition has given way
To desperation and i,
I’ve lost the fight from my eyes

Boxing’s been good to me, howard
Now I’m told,
"you’re growing old"
The whole time we 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
Everyone says I’m made of clay,
That I’ve had my day,
That I’m not cut out for this
I just know what to say
And I say,

Boxing’s been good to me, howard
Now I’m told,
"you’re growing old"
The whole time we 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 someone 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 we knew
A couple of years I’d be through
Has boxing been good,
Has boxing been good,
Has boxing been good?