Midnight Special - Peter, Paul and Mary

Well, you wake up in the mornin', you hear the ding dong ring

They’ll march you to the table, you see the same old thing

Knife and fork on the table, nothin' in the pan

And if you say anythin' about it, you’re in trouble with the man

Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me

Let the Midnight Special shine it’s ever lovin' light on me

Well if you’re ever go to Houston, well, you better walk right

And you better not stagger, and you better not fight,

Sheriff Benson will arrest you and he’ll carry you down

And you can bet your bottom dollar, you’re penitentiary bound

Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me

Let the Midnight Special shine a ever lovin' light on me

Well yonder come Miss Rosie, how in the world do you know?

I can tell her by her apron, and the dress she wore

Umbrella on her shoulder, piece of paper in her hand

Well she’s marched up to the captain, says I want my man

Let the Midnight Special shine it’s light on me

Let the Midnight Special shine a ever lovin'

Ever lovin', ever lovin', light on me