Muddy, Sam and Otis Rod Stewart

[Intro]
Oh, yeah, I know, I know, I know

[Verse 1]
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 airwaves 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

[Pre-Chorus]
Stayed up all night playin' every 45
Tryin' to sound like you
Strummed my guitar in bed 'til my fingers bled
Tryin' to play like you

[Chorus]
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