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