The Midnight Special (Remastered 2002)

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