The Midnight Special

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 Ain't no pork up in the pan But you beter not complain, boy You'll get in trouble with the man Let the midinght 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 an ever lovin' light on me Yonder comes 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's comin' to see the Gov'ner She wants to free her man Let the midinght 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 an ever lovin' light on me If you're ever in Houston Well, you beter do it right You better not gamble And you better not fight Or the Sheriff will grab ya And the boys will bring you down The next thing you know, boy Ah, you're prison bound Let the midinght 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 an ever lovin' light on me Let the midinght 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 an ever lovin' light on me