These Arms of Mine - Otis Redding

 

These arms of mine

They are lonely,

Lonely and feeling blue.

These arms of mine

They are yearning,

Yearning from wanting you.

And if you would let them hold you

Oh, how grateful I will be!

 

These arms of mine

They are burning,

Burning from wanting you.

These arms of mine

They are wanting,

Wanting to hold you.

And if you would let them hold you

Oh, how greateful I will be!

 

Come on, come on, baby!

Just be my little woman,

Just be my lover, oh..

I need me somebody,

Somebody to treat me right.

I need your arms, loving arms

To hold me tight.

And I need, I need your

I need your tender lips...