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