The Midnight Special - Creedence Clearwater Revival

Well you wake up in the mornin you hear the work

Bell ring

And they march you to the table to 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 everlovin 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 govnor 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 light on me

If you're ever in houston well you better do the right;

You better not gamble there you better not fight at all

Or the sheriff will grab ya 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 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 light on me

Let the midnight special shine a light on me