Oh, yeah, I know, I know, I
I when I was only seventeen The Bohemian poet and of the streets Or was I another kid searching for identity in '63
Heard it on the radio on a cold December It came burning down the air waves like a savior's light All the way the U.S.A, across the Atlantic Far away the magic
The house began to with cupid and his bow The hootchy kootchy man's lonely harp began to Little did I know that nothing in my life would ever be the
up all night playin' every 45 tryin' to sound like you Strummed my guitar in bed till my fingers tryin' to play like you
Thank you, Sam, thank you, Thank you Muddy for the you made Thank you, Sam, you, Otis Thank you, for the times we shared And carry on
I saw Otis back in Tears in my as he sung, these arms of mine But angels needed a soul man for the blues band They him home (Took you home)
Oh, what I'd give to see red mohair suit and hear of the bay Or Sam in his two tone singin', it on back home What a show would be
Thank you, Sam, thank you, you Muddy for the sounds you made Thank you, Sam, you, Otis Thank you, Muddy for the we shared And they on
If I sound it's because this blue-eyed soul boys Got so respect My gratitude to you runs deep, proud and I will never
you, Sam, thank you, Otis Thank you Muddy for the you made Thank you, Sam, thank you, Thank you, for the times you gave
you, Sam, thank you, Otis Thank you Muddy for the sounds you Thank you, Sam, thank you, Thank you, muddy for the you gave
Thank you, Sam, you, Sam Thank you, Otis, you, Muddy You'll never, never fade