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?