Midnight Special
One day, one day,
I was walking along
I heard the Midnight Special
Singing a lonesome song
Oh, let the midnight special, shine her light on me
Oh, let the midnight special shine her everlovin' light on me
Now you wake up in the morning, you'll hear the ding dong ring
And you go marching to the table, you see the same old thing
Well it's sittin' on the table, a knife, a fork, and a pan
If you say anything about it, you're in trouble with the man
Oh let the midnight special shine her light on me
Oh let the midnight special shine her everlovin' light on me
Well, if you ever go to Houston, then you better walk right
And you have better not stagger and you had better not fight
Because the sheriff will arrest you, he's gonna take you down
And you can bet your bottom dollar, you're penitentiary bound
Oh let the midnight special shine her light on me
Oh let the midnight special shine her everlovin' light on me
Well, yonder comes Miss Rosie, tell me, how did you know?
I know by the color of her apron and the dress she wore
Well, she brought me a little coffee
And she brought me a little tea
She brought me nearly everything
Except the jailhouse key
Oh let the midnight special shine her light on me
Oh let the midnight special shine her everlovin' light on
Her everlovin' light on me
I was walking along
I heard the Midnight Special
Singing a lonesome song
Oh, let the midnight special, shine her light on me
Oh, let the midnight special shine her everlovin' light on me
Now you wake up in the morning, you'll hear the ding dong ring
And you go marching to the table, you see the same old thing
Well it's sittin' on the table, a knife, a fork, and a pan
If you say anything about it, you're in trouble with the man
Oh let the midnight special shine her light on me
Oh let the midnight special shine her everlovin' light on me
Well, if you ever go to Houston, then you better walk right
And you have better not stagger and you had better not fight
Because the sheriff will arrest you, he's gonna take you down
And you can bet your bottom dollar, you're penitentiary bound
Oh let the midnight special shine her light on me
Oh let the midnight special shine her everlovin' light on me
Well, yonder comes Miss Rosie, tell me, how did you know?
I know by the color of her apron and the dress she wore
Well, she brought me a little coffee
And she brought me a little tea
She brought me nearly everything
Except the jailhouse key
Oh let the midnight special shine her light on me
Oh let the midnight special shine her everlovin' light on
Her everlovin' light on me
Credits
Writer(s): Johnny Rivers
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