Listen, people, listen
I'm gonna sing you a song
About a man who lived good
But didn't live too long
He was born in Macon, Georgia
A poor boy without a dime
He found his way to Memphis
Singing These Arms Of Mine
Otis, Otis Redding was his name
Without his soulful singing
This old world won't be the same
Now he traveled on to Frisco
New York and abroad
Everywhere he sang
The people would applaud
One day he left Georgia
Wisconsin bound
But he didn't get to sing that night
The plane he was in went down
He was a soul music singer
The king of the Memphis sound
It makes me feel so sad
Cause now he ain't around
I'm gonna sing you a song
About a man who lived good
But didn't live too long
He was born in Macon, Georgia
A poor boy without a dime
He found his way to Memphis
Singing These Arms Of Mine
Otis, Otis Redding was his name
Without his soulful singing
This old world won't be the same
Now he traveled on to Frisco
New York and abroad
Everywhere he sang
The people would applaud
One day he left Georgia
Wisconsin bound
But he didn't get to sing that night
The plane he was in went down
He was a soul music singer
The king of the Memphis sound
It makes me feel so sad
Cause now he ain't around
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