Oh, yeah, I know, I know, I
I when I was only seventeen The poet and disciple of the streets Or was I just another kid for identity in '63
Heard it on the on a cold December night It came burning the air waves like a savior's shinin' light All the way from the U.S.A, the Atlantic Far away the magic
The house began to with cupid and his bow The hootchy kootchy man's lonely began to blow Little did I know that nothing in my life would ever be the
Stayed up all playin' every 45 tryin' to sound like you Strummed my in bed till my fingers bled tryin' to play like you
Thank you, Sam, thank you, you Muddy for the sounds you made Thank you, Sam, thank you, you, Muddy for the times we shared And carry on
I saw back in 1965 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 to see that red mohair suit and hear of the bay Or Sam in his two singin', bring it on back home a show that would be
Thank you, Sam, you, Otis Thank you Muddy for the you made you, Sam, thank you, Otis Thank you, Muddy for the we shared And carry on
If I sound sentimental it's because this soul boys Got so much My to you runs deep, proud and true I will forget
Thank you, Sam, thank you, Thank you Muddy for the you made you, Sam, thank you, Otis Thank you, muddy for the times you
Thank you, Sam, thank you, you Muddy for the sounds you made Thank you, Sam, thank you, Thank you, muddy for the you gave
you, Sam, thank you, Sam Thank you, Otis, thank you, You'll never, never away