Bert Berns - Midnight Special lyrics

Well you wake up in the mornin' When the ding-dong ring (ding 'em man, ding 'em) Go over to the table Ya see the same old (damn) thing Knife n' fork upon the table And nothin' in my pan Say anything about it A-get in trouble with the man Let the midnight special Shine a light on me Let the midnight special Shine an ever lovin' light on me If you ever go to Houston Boy, ya better walk right You better not stagger And you better not fight Or the sheriff gon' arrest you Lord, and carry you down And if the jury find your guilty You're penitentiary bound But let the midnight special Shine a light on me Let the midnight special Shine an ever lovin' light on me Let the midnight special (hoo) Shine a light on me Let the midnight special Shine an ever lovin' light on me Yonder comes Miss Rosie (yeah) (oh yeah) How in the world do you know? (how do ya know?) Well, I know her by her apron (oh yeah) And the dress she wore Umbrella on her shoulder Piece a-paper in her hand (yeah) She's a-gonna tell the (my) Captain To let loose (release) her man Let the midnight special Shine a light on me Let the midnight special Shine an ever lovin' light on me (Me, me, me) Let the midnight special Shine a light on me Well let the midnight special Shine an ever lovin' light on me Well I done my time, boy (well, yeah) Hoot n' holler n' cryin' Well the man are call me An I'll be ridin' down the line But let the midnight special (Lord) Shine a light on me (yeah) A-let the midnight special Shine it's ever lovin' light on me