Midnight Special Lyrics - Alvin Lee

You wake up in the mornin', you hear the work bell ring 

And they march you to the table to see the same old thing 

Ain't no food upon the table, and no pork up in the pan 

But you better not complain, boy, you get in trouble with the man 

Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me 

Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me 

Yonder come miss Rosie, how in the world did you know? 

By the way she wears her apron, and the clothes she wore 

Umbrella on her shoulder, piece of paper in her hand 

She come to see the gov'nor, she wants to free her man 

Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me 

Let the Midnight Special shine a everlovin' light on me 

If you're ever in Houston, well, you better do the right 

You better not gamble, there, you better not fight, at all 

Or the sheriff will grab ya and the boys will bring you down 

The next thing you know, boy, Oh! You're prison bound 

Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me 

Let the Midnight Special shine a everlovin' light on me 

Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me 

Let the Midnight Special shine a everlovin' light on me.