The Midnight Special         J.C. Fogerty 

Well, you wake up in the mornin’, you hear the ding dong ring,

you go marchin’ to the table to see the same old thing

Ain’t no food upon the table and no fork up in the pan.

If you say a thing about it, you’re  in trouble with a man.

Chorus: Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me  (3x)

             Let the Midnight Special shine a (everlovin’) light on me

Yonder come Miss Rosie, tell me how do you know?

I know her by  her apron and the  dress that she wore.

Umbrella on her shoulder, Piece of paper in her hand;

She says to the captain: “I want my lifetime man!”  Chorus:...

If you ever go to Houston, Well, you better walk right;

You better not stagger, and you better not fight;

Or the sheriff will arrest you  and he’ll carry you down.

You can bet your bottom dollar You’re sugarland  bound.  Chorus:...

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