The Kid's Last Fight chords and lyrics - FRANKIE LAINE

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[Verse 1]
[C]THE KID'S [F]LAST FIGHT
[F#dim]WRITER BOB ME[C]RRI[Am]LL[C]

[Verse 2]
It was [C]Tiger [G]Wil[C]son versus Kid McCoy In the summer of 'ninety- thr[D]ee Now[G] the Ki[C]d was ev[G]eryb[C]ody's pride and joy Just a[F]s game a[C]s a kid co[G]uld be And[C] his darlin[G]' Bess w[C]as in the[G] second[C] row She was prayin' with a[Am]ll he[Ebdim]r might Sayin[D], "Kid[G], we ne[C]ed that little bungalow Oh, you've just[D] gotta [G]win tonight" Come[C] on, Kid, come on, Kid Let's hit him with a left and a right Go on[D], Kid,[G] go[C] on, Kid But ho[F]w we[A]re [Dm]they[D] to know[G] it was the Kid'[C]s last fight[G] (But how were t[C]hey to know it was the Kid's last fi[G]ght) Now the K[C]id had fev[G]er to [C]the very bone But nobody would ever guess He was in [Am]ther[D]e figh[G]tin' on [C]his heart alone Cause he just had to win for Bess Oh, the [G]Kid was [C]battered, the Kid was floored But the count never got to ten Tho[Am]ugh his brain [D]was [G]reelin' when t[C]he peo[G]ple [C]roared He was up on his feet a[F]gain Com[C]e on, Kid,[G] com[C]e on, Kid Let's hit him with a left and a right Go on, Kid, go on,[D] Kid B[G]ut how[C] were they t[F]o kn[A]ow[D] it was [G]the Kid's [C]last fig[G]ht (But how were they to k[C]now it was the Kid's last fight) Said th[G]e Tiger,[C]
scowlin', don't you know you're through I can whip you just like [D]a child [G]I'm gonna take the[C] fight and take your woman too When he heard that the Kid[G] went wil[C]d Said the Kid, "For that I'll tea[G]r you lim[C]b from lim[G]b" And[C] he sprang like an angry [D]colt H[G]e said a punch [C]a- flyin at the Tiger's chin K[D]nocked him out li[G]ke a thunderbolt C[C]ome o[Ab]n, Kid, co[Db]me on, Kid Let's hit him with a left and a right Go on[Eb], Kid,[Ab] go [Db]on, Kid But how were[Gb] the[Ebm]y to know it w[Db]as the Kid's last fight (But h[Ab]ow were th[Db]ey to know it was the Kid's last fight) To th[Ab]e crowd th[Db]at saw it [Ab]there[Db] was little doubt That the Kid was a champ that night But the champ would n[Eb]ever h[Ab]ave a[Db]nother bout 'Twas the fever that won the fight Gather round, I'm [Ab]bettin' e[Db]ven money folks There's a bell soundin' way up high And the champ is climbin' th[Eb]roug[Ab]h the gol[Db]den ropes Of the Big Ring up in the sky Come on, Kid, come on, Kid[Ab] Let'[Db]s hit him with a left and a right Go on, Kid, go on, Kid But how w[Eb]ere th[Ab]ey to[Db] know it was the Ki[Gb]d's l[Ebm]ast fi[Db]ght[Ab][Db][Gb][Db]
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