Rod Stewart - Muddy, Sam And Otis - Текст песни

(Rod Stewart/Kevin Savigar)

Oh, yeah, I know, I know, I know 

I remember 
When I was only seventeen 
The bohemian poet 
And dosciple of the streets 
Or was I just a little 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 savior's shinin' light 
All the way from the U.S.A. 
Across the Atlantic far away 
The magic came 

The house began to rock 
With Cupid and his bow 
The hootchy kootchy 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 
Playin' every 45 
Tryin' to sound like you 
Strummed my guitar in bed 
Till my fingers bled 
Tryin' 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 
And 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 you home) 

Oh, what I'd give to see 
That red mohair suit and hear 
"Dock Of The Bay" 
Or Sam in his two tone 
Singin' "Bring It On Back Home" 
What a show that would be 

(*Repeat) 

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 

(**Repeat) 
Thank you, Sam, thank you, Sam 
Thank you, Otis, thank you, Muddy 
You'll never, never fade away ...