Oh, yeah, I know, I know, I
I when I was only 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 cold December It burning down the air waves like a savior's shinin' light All the way from the U.S.A, across the Far away the came
The house began to rock cupid and his bow The hootchy kootchy man's lonely harp to blow did I know that nothing in my life would ever be the same
Stayed up all night playin' 45 tryin' to sound like you Strummed my guitar in bed till my fingers tryin' to play like you
Thank you, Sam, thank you, Thank you Muddy for the sounds you you, Sam, thank you, Otis Thank you, for the times we shared And they on
I saw back in 1965 Tears in my eyes as he sung, these arms of But angels needed a soul man for the celestial blues 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 Muddy for the you made Thank you, Sam, you, Otis you, Muddy for the times we shared And carry on
If I sound sentimental it's this blue-eyed soul boys Got so much My gratitude to you 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, Thank you for the sounds you made Thank you, Sam, you, Otis you, muddy for the times you gave
you, Sam, thank you, Sam Thank you, Otis, thank you, You'll never, never away