Muddy
Sam And Otis
Lyrics
and Music: Rod Stewart, Kevin Savigar
Oh,
yeah!
I
know, I know, I know...
I
remember when I was only seventeen...
The
bohemian poet and disciple of the streets.
Or
was I just another kid searching for identity in '63?
Heard
it on the radio on a cold December night.
It
came burning down the air waves like a saviour's shining light...
All
the way from the USA...
Across
the Atlantic far away.
The
magic came.
The
house began to rock with Cupid and his bow.
The
Hootchie Chootchie man's lonely harp began to blow.
Little
did I know that nothing in my life would ever be the same.
Stayed
up all night playing every fourty-five trying to sound like you.
Strummed
my guitar in bed till my fingers bled trying to play like you.
Thank
you, Sam...
Thank
you, Otis...
Thank
you Muddy for the sounds you made.
Thank
you, Sam...
Thank
you, Otis...
Thank
you, Muddy for the times we shared.
They
carry on.
I
saw Otis back in 1965.
Tears
in my eyes as he sung "These Arms Of Mine".
But
angels needed a soul man for the celestial blues band.
They
took him home.
Took
him home (background vocal)
Oh,
what I'd give to see that red mohair suit and hear "Dock Of The Bay".
Or
Sam in his two-tone singing "Bring It On Back Home".
What
a show that would be!
Thank
you, Sam...
Thank
you, Otis...
Thank
you Muddy for the sounds you made.
Thank
you, Sam...
Thank
you, Otis...
Thank
you, Muddy for the times we shared.
And
they carry on.
If
I sound sentimental it's because this blue-eyed soul boys got so much respect.
My
gratitude to you runs deep, proud and true...
I
will never forget!
Thank
you, Sam...
Thank
you, Otis...
Thank
you Muddy, for the sounds you made.
Thank
you, Sam...
Thank
you, Otis...
Thank
you, Muddy, for the times you gave.
Thank
you, Sam...
Thank
you, Otis...
Thank
you Muddy, for the sounds you made.
Thank
you, Sam...
Thank
you, Otis...
Thank
you, Muddy, for the times you gave.
Thank
you, Sam...
Thank
you, Sam...
Thank
you, Otis...
Thank
you, Muddy...
You'll
never, never fade away!
Never, never fade away!