Midnight Special Lyrics

Midnight Special lyrics

Well you wake up in the morning.
Hear the ding dong ring,
You go
a-marching to the table,
See the same damn thing;
Well, it's on a one
table,
Knife, a fork and a pan,
And if you say anything about it,
You're in trouble with the man.

cho: Let the midnight special
Shine her light on me;
Let the midnight special
Shine her
ever-loving light on me.

If you ever go to Houston.
You better
walk right;
You better not stagger,
You better not fight;
Sheriff Benson will arrest you,
He'll carry you down,
And if the
jury finds you guilty,
Penitentiary bound.

Yonder come little
Rosie,
How in the world do you know,
l can tell her by her apron,
And the dress she wore.
Umbrella on her shoulder,
Piece of paper in
her hand,
She goes a-marching to the captain,
Says, "I want my
man."

"I don' believe that Rosie loves me"
"Well tell me
why"
She ain't been to see me
Since las' July.
She brought me
little coffee
She brought me little tea
Brought me damn near
ever'thing
But the jailhouse key.

Yonder comes Doctor Adams
"How in the world do you know?"
Well he gave me a tablet
The day
befo'
There ain't no doctor
In all the lan'
Can cure the
fever
Of a convict man.