Thanks a lot! I'm sure glad to be To be where I c'n see So many friends o' mine How've I been doin'? How've I been doin'? If you really wanta know de truth I'm doin' fine! Seventeen Decisions in a row An' only five on points; De res' was all K.O Jackson an' Johnson Murphy an' Bronson One by one dey come An' one by one to dreamland dey go How's it done? You ask me, how's it done? I got a trainer man Who taught me all I need to know Sure feels good to have him in my corner Hear his voice a-whisp'rin' low: "Big boy, remember You mus' remember Stan' up an' fight until you hear de bell Stan' toe to toe Trade blow fer blow Keep punchin' till you make yer punches tell Show dat crowd watcher know! Until you hear dat bell Dat final bell Stan' up an' fight like hell!" When you fight Out in de open air In a patch o' light De ring looks small an' white Out in de blackness Out in de blackness You c'n feel a hun'erd thousan' eyes Fillin' de night Cigarettes Are blinkin' in de dark An' makin' polka dots Aroun' de baseball park People are quiet~ Den dere's a riot! Someone t'rows a punch An' plants it right smack on de mark... Somebody's hurt You kinda think it's you You hang across de ropes Da's all you want to do Den you look aroun' an' see your trainer's eyes Beggin' you to see it through Dey say, "Remember Big Boy, remember Stan' up an' fight until you hear de bell Stan' toe to toe Trade blow fer blow Keep punchin' till you make yer punches tell Show dat crowd watcher know! Until you hear dat bell Dat final bell Stan, up an' fight like hell!"