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Midnight Special

Jools Holland
Popularity ยท Low
๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ง English ยท Original

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Lyrics

Well, you wake up in the mornin', you hear the ding-dong ring You go marchin' to the table and it's the same old thing Knife and fork upon the table, there's nothin' in the pan But if you complain, boy, you'll get in trouble with the man Let the Midnight Special shine its light on me Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me Yonder come Miss Rosie, how in the world you know By the way she wears her apron and the clothes that she wore Umbrella on her shoulder, piece of paper in her hand She's come to tell the gov'nor, "I'm gonna free my 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 its ever-lovin' light on me If you ever get to Houston, you know you better walk right You know you better not squabble and you better not fight Or the sheriff will arrest you and he'll take you down Then the judge is gonna sentence you and you'll be Sugarland bound Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me And the Midnight Special shine a light on me Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me Let the Midnight Special shine its ever-lovin' light on me Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me And the Midnight Special shine a light on me Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me And the Midnight Special shine its ever-lovin' light on me