Way back then I was a champion
  A fighter in the ring
  And all the crowds would cheer
  My praises they would sing
  Now I am a forgotten man
  A hobo out alone
  No champ to push me on
  Nothing, no-one to call my own
  
  I was a dark eyed boy
  Stars in his eyes
  Promises made flesh and blood
  Grip of arm
  And granite charm
  Oh, times were golden
  Times were good
  Sinew young
  And skin of ore
  Molten and streaming with dreams
  Now I nod away the days
  Barely remembering names it seems
  
  Oh, I would smile
  To hear the bell
  Ringing out my glory
  Like a bull I paced the ring
  My bloody territory
  
  I held on high
  The fist in glove
  The symbol of my power
  Now I wait
  A punch drunk fool
  To fade away forever
  
  Broken noses
  Broken jaws
  And many broken hearts
  An idol
  And a hero
  Till my courage fell apart
  And now my brain a-ringing
  With the final bell and count
  They hold my hand up limply
  Told the world
  That I was OUT!
  I didn't mind the scars
  The blood
  The crushing of the hand
  But to lose a nation's
  Love, respect
  Is something I'll never understand
  
  I'm gonna bury my head
  And cry