Midnight Special

Well, I wake up in the mornin'

Hear the ding-dong ring

You go a-marchin' to the table

You see the same old thing

Baby, all I wanna tell ya

A knife, a fork and a pan

And if you say a thing about it

You're in trouble with the man

Let the midnight special

Shine a light on me

Let the midnight special

Shine its ever-lovin' light on me

Yes, let the midnight special

Shine a light on me

Let the midnight special

Shine its ever-lovin' light on me

If you ever go in Houston

Then you better walk or ride

You better not stagger

And you better not fight

'Cause Sheriff Benson will arrest ya

He'll carry you on down

And if the jury finds you guilty

You're penitentiary-bound

So, let the midnight special

Shine a light on me

Let the midnight special

Shine its ever-lovin' light on me

A-yonder comes Miss Rosie

How I wonder did you know

A-well, I know about apron

And the dress she wore

Umbrella on her shoulder

Piece of paper in her hand

She goes a-walkin' to the captain

A-says, "I'm losing my man"

So let the midnight special

Shine its light on me

Let the midnight special

Shine its ever-lovin' light on me

Let the midnight special

Shine its light on me

Let that midnight special

Shine its ever-lovin' light on me

A-let the midnight special

Shine its light on me

I'ma let that special

Shine its ever-lovin' light on me

Yes, the midnight special

Shine its light on me

Let the midnight special

Shine its ever-lovin' light on me