Frankie Laine

 It was Tiger Wilson versus Kid McCoy
 In the summer of 'ninety-three
 Now the Kid was everybody's pride and joy
 Just as game as a kid could be

 And his darlin' Bess was in the second row
 She was prayin' with all her might
 Sayin, "Kid, we need that little bungalow
 Oh, you've just gotta win tonight"

 Come on, Kid, come on, Kid
 Let's hit him with a left and a right
 Go on, Kid, go on, Kid
 But how were they to know it was the Kid's last fight
 (But how were they to know it was the Kid's last fight)

 Now the Kid had fever to the very bone
 But nobody would ever guess
 He was in there fightin' on his heart alone
 Cause he just had to win for Bess

 Oh, the Kid was battered, the Kid was floored
 But the count never got to ten
 Though his brain was reelin' when the people roared
 He was up on his feet again

 Come on, Kid, come on, Kid
 Let's hit him with a left and a right
 Go on, Kid, go on, Kid
 But how were they to know it was the Kid's last fight
 (But how were they to know it was the Kid's last fight)

 Said the Tiger, scowlin', don't you know you're through
 I can whip you just like a child
 I'm gonna take the fight and take your woman too
 When he heard that the Kid went wild

 Said the Kid, "For that I'll tear you limb from limb"
 And he sprang like an angry colt
 He said a punch a-flyin at the Tiger's chin
 Knocked him out like a thunderbolt

 Come on, Kid, come on, Kid
 Let's hit him with a left and a right
 Go on, Kid, go on, Kid
 But how were they to know it was the Kid's last fight
 (But how were they to know it was the Kid's last fight)

 To the crowd that saw it there was little doubt
 That the Kid was a champ that night
 But the champ would never have another bout
 'Twas the fever that won the fight

 Gather round, I'm bettin' even money folks
 There's a bell soundin' way up high
 And the champ is climbin' through the golden ropes
 Of the Big Ring up in the sky

 Come on, Kid, come on, Kid
 Let's hit him with a left and a right
 Go on, Kid, go on, Kid
 But how were they to know it was the Kid's last fight


 Lyrics provided by Betty E. Fisher, Hanover, MD (berfisher@aol.com