Midnight Special - The Weavers/Pete Seeger
Oh let the midnight special shine her light on me
Oh let the midnight special shine her ever lovin' light on me
Now you wake up in the morning you hear the ding dong ring
And you go marching to the table you see the same old thing
Well it's on the table a knife a fork and the pan
If you say anything about it you're in trouble with the man
Oh let the midnight special shine her light on me
Oh let the midnight special shine her ever lovin' light on me
Well if you ever go to Houston than you'd better walk right
And you have better not stagger and you'd better not fight
Because the sheriff will arrest you he's gonna take you down
And when the jury finds you guilty you're penitentiary bound
Oh let the midnight special shine her light on me
Oh let the midnight special shine her ever lovin' light on me
Well yonder comes Miss Rosie how in the world did I know
Well I know her by her apron and the dress she wore
An umbrella on her shoulder a piece of paper in her hand
She goes marching to the captain she says I want my man
Oh let the midnight special shine her light on me
Oh let the midnight special shine her ever lovin' light on me
Ever lovin' light on me