Midnight Special
Written by: Traditional
Times Played 12
First Played 10-25-2014
Last Played 03-04-2020
Lyrics:
- Well, you wake up in the mornin', you hear the work bell ring
- And they march you to the table, you see the same old thing
- Ain't no food upon the table and no pork up in the pan
- But you better not complain, boy, you get in trouble with the man
- Let the midnight special, shine a light on me
- Let the midnight special, shine a light on me
- Let the midnight special, shine a light on me
- Let the midnight special, shine a ever lovin' light on me
- Yonder come Miss Rosie, how in the world did you know?
- By the way she wears her apron and the clothes she wore
- Umbrella on her shoulder, piece of paper in her hand
- She come to see the governor, she wants to free her man
- Let the midnight special, shine a light on me
- Let the midnight special, shine a light on me
- Let the midnight special, shine a light on me
- Let the midnight special, shine a ever lovin' light on me
- If you're ever in Houston, oh you better do the right
- You better not gamble and you better not fight
- Or the sheriff will grab you and the boys, will bring you down
- The next thing you know, boy, oh you're prison bound
- Let the midnight special, shine a light on me
- Let the midnight special, shine a light on me
- Let the midnight special, shine a light on me
- Let the midnight special, shine a ever lovin' light on me