Ali comes out to meet Frazier, but Frazier starts to retreat.
If Joe back up an inch farther, he’ll wind up in a ringside seat.
Ali swings with his left. Ali swings with his right.
Just look at the kid carry the fight.
Frazier keeps backin’, but there’s not enough room.
It’s only a matter of time before Ali lowers the boom.
Ali swings with his right. What a beautiful swing.
But the punch lifts Frazier clean out of the ring.
Frazier still rising, and the referee wears a frown
’cause he can’t start countin’ till Frazier comes down.
Frazier’s disappeared from view. The crowd is getting frantic.
But our radar stations done picked him up.
He’s somewheres over the Atlantic.
Now, who would’ve thought, when they came to the fight,
They was gonna witness the launching of a black satellite?
But don’t wait for that fight. It ain’t never gonna happen.
The onliest thing you can do is wonder and imagine.