Oh, yeah, I know, I know, I
I remember I was only seventeen The Bohemian and disciple of the streets Or was I just another kid for identity in '63
Heard it on the radio on a December night It came burning down the air like a savior's shinin' light All the way from the U.S.A, across the Far away the magic
The began to rock with cupid and his bow The kootchy man's lonely harp began to blow Little did I know that nothing in my life would ever be the
Stayed up all night playin' every 45 to sound like you Strummed my guitar in bed till my fingers bled tryin' to play you
you, Sam, thank you, Otis Thank you Muddy for the you made you, Sam, thank you, Otis Thank you, Muddy for the times we And carry on
I saw back in 1965 Tears in my eyes as he sung, arms of mine But angels needed a soul man for the celestial blues took him home (Took you home)
Oh, I'd give 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 for the sounds you made you, Sam, thank you, Otis Thank you, for the times we shared And they on
If I sound sentimental because this blue-eyed soul boys Got so respect My gratitude to you runs deep, and true I never forget
Thank you, Sam, thank you, you Muddy for the sounds you made Thank you, Sam, you, Otis Thank you, for the times you gave
Thank you, Sam, you, Otis Thank you 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, you, Muddy You'll never, fade away