Otis Redding - These Arms Of Mine

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 will I 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 grateful will I be

Come on, come on, baby
Just be my little woman
Just be my lover
I need somebody to treat me right
I need your warm
loving arms to hold me tight
And I need your tender lips, too

Hold me, hold me