Midnight Special Lyrics - Harry Belafonte

Well you wake up in the mornin' 

When the ding-dong ring (ding 'em man, ding 'em) 

Go over to the table 

Ya see the same old (damn) thing 

Knife n' fork upon the table 

And nothin' in my pan 

Say anything about it 

A-get in trouble with the man 

Let the midnight special 

Shine a light on me 

Let the midnight special 

Shine an ever lovin' light on me 

If you ever go to Houston 

Boy, ya better walk right 

You better not stagger 

And you better not fight 

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Or the sheriff gon' arrest you 

Lord, and carry you down 

And if the jury find your guilty 

You're penitentiary bound 

But let the midnight special 

Shine a light on me 

Let the midnight special 

Shine an ever lovin' light on me 

Let the midnight special (hoo) 

Shine a light on me 

Let the midnight special 

Shine an ever lovin' light on me 

Yonder comes Miss Rosie (yeah) (oh yeah) 

How in the world do you know? (how do ya know?) 

Well, I know her by her apron (oh yeah) 

And the dress she wore 

Photos 

Umbrella on her shoulder 

Piece a-paper in her hand (yeah) 

She's a-gonna tell the (my) Captain 

To let loose (release) her man 

Let the midnight special 

Shine a light on me 

Let the midnight special 

Shine an ever lovin' light on me 

(Me, me, me) 

Let the midnight special 

Shine a light on me 

Well let the midnight special 

Shine an ever lovin' light on me 

Well I done my time, boy (well, yeah) 

Hoot n' holler n' cryin' 

Well the man are call me 

An I'll be ridin' down the line 

But let the midnight special (Lord) 

Shine a light on me (yeah) 

A-let the midnight special 

Shine it's ever lovin' light on me.