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...
(Chorus)
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...
(Chorus)
He was a soul music singer
The king of the Memphis sound
It makes me feel so sad
Cause now he ain`t around...
He died with his guitar
Close to his hands
But his soul lives on today
Thank you for using
In the heart of a million fans...
Talking about...
(Chorus)
Otis, Otis Redding was his name
His picture oughta be hung
In the music hall of fame...
Otis, he was known as Big O
Otis, we gonna miss him so
Otis, ooh, yeah,
We gonna miss him so...
compositores: BOOKER T. JR. JONES, WILLIAM BELL
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