| 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
|
| He died with his guitar
|
| Close to his hands
|
| But his soul lives on today
|
| In the heart of a million fans
|
| Taking about
|
| 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 |