Oh, yeah, I know, I know, I
I when 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, the Atlantic Far away the came
The began to rock with cupid and his bow The hootchy man's lonely harp began to blow Little did I know that nothing in my life would be the same
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, Thank you, Muddy for the we shared And they on
I saw Otis in 1965 Tears in my eyes as he sung, arms of mine But needed a soul man for the celestial blues 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 singin', bring it on back home What a show would be
Thank you, Sam, you, Otis Thank you Muddy for the sounds you Thank you, Sam, thank you, Thank you, Muddy for the we shared And they on
If I sentimental it's because this blue-eyed soul boys Got so respect My to you runs deep, proud and true I will never
you, Sam, thank you, Otis Thank you for the sounds you made Thank you, Sam, 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
Thank you, Sam, you, Sam Thank you, Otis, thank you, You'll never, never fade