Well, well, well, well, well
Wake up early in the morning
Hear the ding-dong ring
Coming walking to the table
I see the same damn thingKnife and fork upon the table
Piece of paper in my hand
Nothing I can do about it
I'll get in trouble with the manLet the midnight special
Shine its light on me
Let the midnight special
Shine its ever lovin' light on meIf you ever go to Houston
You better act right
You better not gamble
And you better not fight'Cause the Sheriff will arrest you
And he'll carry you down
If they go and find you guilty
You're penitentiary boundLet the midnight special
Shine its light on me
Let the midnight special
Shine its ever lovin' light on meWake up early in the morning
Hear the ding-dong ring
Coming walking to the table
I see the same damn thingKnife and fork upon the table
Piece of paper in my hand
Nothing I can do about it
I'll get in trouble with the manLet the midnight special
Shine its light on me
Let the midnight special
Shine its ever lovin' light on meLet the midnight specialWell, if you ever get to Houston
You better act right
You better not gamble
And you better not fight'Cause the Sheriff will arrest you
And he'll carry you down
And if they find you guilty
Well, you'll be sugarland boundLet the midnight special
Shine its light on me
Let the midnight special
Shine its ever lovin' light on meI said, the midnight special
Shine its light on me
Let the midnight special
Shine its ever lovin' light on me
Songwriters
RODGERS, JAMES FREDERICK /Published by
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