Song | Midnight Special |
Artist | Little Richard |
Album | King Of Rock And Roll |
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作词 : Traditional | |
作曲 : Traditional | |
[Verse 1] | |
Well, you wake up in the morning | |
You hear the work bell ring | |
And they march you to the table | |
You see the same old thing | |
Aren't no food upon the table | |
And no fork up in the pan | |
But you better not complain, boy | |
You get in trouble with the man | |
[Chorus] | |
Let the midnight special shine a light on me[x3] | |
Let the midnight special shine a ever-loving light on me | |
[Verse 2] | |
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 governor | |
She want to free her man | |
[Chorus] | |
[Verse 3] | |
If you're ever in Houston | |
Well you'd better do right | |
You'd better not gamble | |
And you better not fight at all | |
Or the sheriff will grab you | |
And the boys will bring you down | |
The next thing you know boy | |
Well, you're prison bound | |
[Chorus][x2] |
zuo ci : Traditional | |
zuo qu : Traditional | |
Verse 1 | |
Well, you wake up in the morning | |
You hear the work bell ring | |
And they march you to the table | |
You see the same old thing | |
Aren' t no food upon the table | |
And no fork up in the pan | |
But you better not complain, boy | |
You get in trouble with the man | |
Chorus | |
Let the midnight special shine a light on me x3 | |
Let the midnight special shine a everloving light on me | |
Verse 2 | |
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 governor | |
She want to free her man | |
Chorus | |
Verse 3 | |
If you' re ever in Houston | |
Well you' d better do right | |
You' d better not gamble | |
And you better not fight at all | |
Or the sheriff will grab you | |
And the boys will bring you down | |
The next thing you know boy | |
Well, you' re prison bound | |
Chorus x2 |
zuò cí : Traditional | |
zuò qǔ : Traditional | |
Verse 1 | |
Well, you wake up in the morning | |
You hear the work bell ring | |
And they march you to the table | |
You see the same old thing | |
Aren' t no food upon the table | |
And no fork up in the pan | |
But you better not complain, boy | |
You get in trouble with the man | |
Chorus | |
Let the midnight special shine a light on me x3 | |
Let the midnight special shine a everloving light on me | |
Verse 2 | |
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 governor | |
She want to free her man | |
Chorus | |
Verse 3 | |
If you' re ever in Houston | |
Well you' d better do right | |
You' d better not gamble | |
And you better not fight at all | |
Or the sheriff will grab you | |
And the boys will bring you down | |
The next thing you know boy | |
Well, you' re prison bound | |
Chorus x2 |