Rod Stewart - Muddy, Sam And Otis Lyrics
Oh, yeah, I know, I know, I knowI rememberWhen I was only seventeenThe bohemian poetAnd dosciple of the streetsOr was I just a little kidSearching for identity in '63Heard it on the radioOn a cold December nightIt came burning down the air wavesLike a savior's shinin' lightAll the way from the U.S.A.Across the Atlantic far awayThe magic cameThe house began to rockWith Cupid and his bowThe hootchy kootchy man'sLonely harp began to blowLittle did I know thatnothing in my lifeWould ever be the sameStayed up all nightPlayin' every 45Tryin' to sound like youStrummed my guitar in bedTill my fingers bledTryin' to play like you*Thank you, Sam, thank you, OtisThank you MuddyFor the sounds you madeThank you, Sam, thank you, OtisThank you, MuddyFor the times we sharedAnd they carry onI saw Otis back in 1965Tears in my eyesAs he sung "These Arms Of mine"But angels needed a soul manFor the celestial blues bandThey took him home (took you home)Oh, what I'd give to seeThat red mohair suit and hear"Dock Of The Bay"Or Sam in his two toneSingin' "Bring It On Back Home"What a show that would be(*Repeat)If I sound sentimentalIt's because this blue-eyed soul boysGot so much respectMy gratitude to youRuns deep, proud and trueI will never forget**Thank you, Sam, thank you, OtisThank you MuddyFor the sounds you madeThank you, Sam, thank you, OtisThank you, MuddyFor the times you gave(**Repeat)Thank you, Sam, thank you, SamThank you, Otis, thank you, MuddyYou'll never, never fade away ...
