Oh, yeah, I know, I know, I
I remember when I was only The Bohemian poet and disciple of the Or was I just kid searching for identity in '63
Heard it on the radio on a December night It came burning the air waves like a savior's shinin' 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
Stayed up all night every 45 tryin' to sound like you Strummed my guitar in bed my fingers bled tryin' to play like you
Thank you, Sam, thank you, Thank you for the sounds you made you, Sam, thank you, Otis Thank you, Muddy for the times we And carry on
I saw Otis back in Tears in my eyes as he sung, these of mine But needed a soul man for the celestial blues band They took him (Took you home)
Oh, what I'd give to see red mohair suit and hear of the bay Or Sam in his two singin', bring 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 times we And they on
If I sound sentimental it's because blue-eyed soul boys Got so respect My gratitude to you deep, proud and true I never forget
Thank you, Sam, thank you, Thank you Muddy for the sounds you Thank you, Sam, thank you, Thank you, for the times you gave
Thank you, Sam, 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