The Midnight Special 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