Midnight Special

Yonder comes Miss Rosie, how in the world do you know?
Well, I know her by the apron and the dress she wore
Umbrella on her shoulder, piece of paper in her hand
Well, I'm goin' and ask the governor, he turnin' loose my man

Let the Midnight Special shine her light on me
Now let the Midnight Special shine her ever-lovin' light on me

When you gets up in the morning, when that big bell ring
You go to marching to the table, where you meet the same damn thing
Knife and fork are on the table, there's nothing in my pan
And if you said a thing about it, havin' trouble with the man

Let the Midnight Special shine her light on me
Oh, let the Midnight Special shine her ever-lovin' light on me

Well I went to the nation and to Terry Jo
But I thought about the a I love, lived in Mexico

Let the Midnight Special shine her light on me
Now, let the Midnight Special shine her ever-lovin' light on me

If you ever go to Houston, oh you better walk right
And you better not squabblue and you better not fight
Bashin' Bronco will arrest you, Eddie Boone will take you down
You can bet your bottom dollar, penitentiary bound

Let the Midnight Special shine her light on me
Now, let the Midnight Special shine her ever-lovin' light on me

Well, jumpin' little Judy, she was a mighty fine girl
Well, Judy brought jumpin' to this whole round world
Well, she brought it in the mornin', just a while before day
She brought me the news, that my wife was dead
That started me to grievin', then hollerin' and a-cryin'
Then I was gettin' worried, 'bout it's been a long time

Let the Midnight Special shine her light on me
Let the Midnight Special shine her ever-lovin' light on me