Midnight Special (version 1) Lyrics

Yonder comes Miss Rosie, how in the world do you know,
I can tell her by her apron and the dress that she wore,
Umbrella on her shoulder, a piece of paper in her hand,
I heard her tell the captain turn loose my man.
Chorus: Let the midnight special shine it's light me,
Oh, let the midnight special shine it's everlasting light on me.
When you get up in the morning when that big bell rings,
You go marching to the table, you see the same old thing,
Knife and fork are on the table, ain't nothin in my pan,
And you say a word about it you get in trouble with the man.
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If you ever go to Houston, boy, you'd better walk right,
And you better not gamble, and you better not fight,
'Cuz Benson Crocker will arrest you and Jimmy Boone will take you down,
And you bet your bottom dollar that your Sugarland bound.
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Well, jumpin' little Judy, she was a mighty fine gal,
She brought jumpin' to the whole round world,
Well, she brought it in the morning just awhile before day,
Well, she brought me the news that my wife was dead.
That started me to grieven whoppin', hollerin' and cryin',
That started me to thinkin' 'bout my great long time.
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