Good Boxing Song

Sounds like an historical song, so I thought I would post the lyrics in this section:

THE KID'S LAST FIGHT WRITER BOB MERRILL 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