Oh, yeah, I know, I know, I
I remember when I was seventeen The Bohemian poet and of the streets Or was I just another kid searching for in '63
Heard it on the radio on a December night It came burning down the air waves like a shinin' light All the way the U.S.A, across the Atlantic Far away the magic
The house began to rock with and his bow The hootchy kootchy lonely harp began to blow Little did I know that nothing in my would ever be the same
Stayed up all night playin' every 45 tryin' to like you Strummed my guitar in bed till my fingers bled tryin' to like you
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 carry 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 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', bring it on back What a show would be
you, Sam, thank you, Otis Thank you for the sounds you made Thank you, Sam, you, Otis you, Muddy for the times we shared And carry on
If I sound sentimental it's because this blue-eyed soul Got so much My gratitude to you deep, proud and true I will forget
Thank you, Sam, thank you, Thank you for the sounds you made Thank you, Sam, thank you, you, muddy for the times you gave
Thank you, Sam, you, Otis Thank you Muddy for the sounds you you, Sam, thank you, Otis Thank you, muddy for the you gave
Thank you, Sam, you, Sam Thank you, Otis, you, Muddy You'll never, never fade