Song | The Midnight Special - Live |
Artist | Creedence Clearwater Revival |
Album | The Concert |
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 gov'nor, she wants to free her man | |
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 |
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 gov' nor, she wants to free her man | |
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 |