Midnight Special

Well, you wake up in the morning, boy

You hear the ding-dong ring

Then you look upon the table, boy

You see the same darn thing

You'll find no food upon the table, boy

There's no pork up in the pan

But you better not complain, boy

You'll get in trouble with the man

Midnight special

Shine a light on me

Let the midnight special

Shine its ever-loving light on me

Well, Johnny, come his grocery, boy

How in the world do you know?

By the way she wore her safe from, boy

And the clothes that she wore

Midnight special

Shine a light on me

Let the midnight special

Shine its ever-loving light on me

Gold umbrella on her shoulder

Piece of paper in her hand

Well, she comes to see the governor

She wants to free her man

Midnight special

Shine a light on me

Let the midnight special

Shine its ever-loving light on me

Now if you're ever in Houston, boy

Well, you better go right

Oh, you better not gamble, boy

And you better not fight

Midnight special

Shine a light on me

Let the midnight special

Shine its ever-loving light on me

Midnight special

Shine a light on me

Let the midnight special

Shine its ever-loving light on me