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
it on the radio on a cold December night It came down the air waves 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 began to Little did I know that nothing in my would ever be the same
Stayed up all night playin' every 45 to sound like you Strummed my guitar in bed till my fingers bled to play like you
you, Sam, thank you, Otis Thank you Muddy for the sounds you Thank you, Sam, you, Otis Thank you, Muddy for the we shared And they on
I saw Otis in 1965 in my eyes as he sung, these arms of mine But angels needed a soul man for the celestial blues They him home (Took you home)
Oh, what I'd give to see that red mohair and hear of the bay Or Sam in his two tone singin', it on back home What a show that be
Thank you, Sam, thank you, you Muddy for the sounds you made Thank you, Sam, you, Otis you, Muddy for the times we shared And they on
If I sentimental it's because this blue-eyed soul boys Got so respect My gratitude to you deep, proud and true I will never
Thank you, Sam, thank you, Thank you Muddy for the sounds you Thank you, Sam, you, Otis Thank you, muddy for the times you
Thank you, Sam, thank you, Thank you Muddy for the you made Thank you, Sam, you, Otis Thank you, muddy for the times you
you, Sam, thank you, Sam Thank you, Otis, thank you, You'll never, never away