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



CHORUS

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

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 



CHORUS



Well sometimes I punch myself

hard as I can, yelling

"Nobody cares"

hoping some one will tell me

how wrong I am

Howard,



CHORUS

Boxing's been good to me Howard

now I'm told

"you're growing old"

the whole time you knew

a couple of years

I'd be through

has boxing been good. . .

has boxing been good. . .

has boxing been good?