The kidand's last fightfrankie laineit was tiger wilson versus kid mccoyin the summer of 'ninety-threenow the kid was everybodyand's pride and joyjust as game as a kid could beand his darlinand' bess was in the second row she was prayinand' with all her mightsayin, andquot;kid, we need that little bungalowoh, youand've just gotta win tonightandquot;come on, kid, come on, kidletand's hit him with a left and a rightgo on, kid, go on, kidbut how were they to know it was the kidand's last fight(but how were they to know it was the kidand's last fight)now the kid had fever to the very bone but nobody would ever guesshe was in there fightinand' on his heart alone cause he just had to win for bessoh, the kid was battered, the kid was flooredbut the count never got to tenthough his brain was reelinand' when the people roaredhe was up on his feet againcome on, kid, come on, kidletand's hit him with a left and a rightgo on, kid, go on, kidbut how were they to know it was the kidand's last fight(but how were they to know it was the kidand's last fight)said the tiger, scowlinand', donand't you know youand're throughi can whip you just like a childiand'm gonna take the fight and take your woman toowhen he heard that the kid went wildsaid the kid, andquot;for that iand'll tear you limb from limbandquot;and he sprang like an angry colthe said a punch a-flyin at the tigerand's chinknocked him out like a thunderboltcome on, kid, come on, kidletand's hit him with a left and a rightgo on, kid, go on, kidbut how were they to know it was the kidand's last fight(but how were they to know it was the kidand's last fight)to the crowd that saw it there was little doubtthat the kid was a champ that nightbut the champ would never have another bout'twas the fever that won the fightgather round, iand'm bettinand' even money folksthereand's a bell soundinand' way up highand the champ is climbinand' through the golden ropesof the big ring up in the skycome on, kid, come on, kidletand's hit him with a left and a rightgo on, kid, go on, kidbut how were they to know it was the kidand's last fightlyrics provided by betty e. fisher, hanover, md (berfisher@aol.com).
