Midnight Special

Well, you wake up in the mornin', you hear the ding dong ring
They’ll march you to the table, you see the same old thing
Knife and fork on the table, nothin' in the pan
And if you say anythin' about it, you’re in trouble with the man
Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me
Let the Midnight Special shine it’s ever lovin' light on me
Well if you’re ever go to Houston, well, you better walk right
And you better not stagger, and you better not fight,
Sheriff Benson will arrest you and he’ll carry you down
And you can bet your bottom dollar, you’re penitentiary bound
Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me
Let the Midnight Special shine a ever lovin' light on me
Well yonder come Miss Rosie, how in the world do you know?
I can tell her by her apron, and the dress she wore
Umbrella on her shoulder, piece of paper in her hand
Well she’s marched up to the captain, says I want my man
Let the Midnight Special shine it’s light on me
Let the Midnight Special shine a ever lovin'
Ever lovin', ever lovin', light on me