Midnight Special - Willie Watson

Yonder come Miss Rosie, how in the world do you know

Well I knows by your apron and the dress she wore

Umbrella on her shoulder, a piece of paper in her hand

Well she gonna see the governor, he turn a-lose a-my man

Let the midnight special, shine its light on me

Let the midnight special, shine its ever-lovin' light on me

Now when you get up in the mornin', when that big bell ring

You go and march to the table, and it’s the sam damn thing

Knives and forks are on the tabl, ain’t nothin' in my pan

You say anything about it, have trouble with the man

Let the midnight special, shine its light on me

Let the midnight special, shine its ever-lovin' light on me

Well jumpin' little Judy, she was a mighty fine girl

Now Judy brought jumpin' to this whole round world

Well she brought it in the mornin', just right before day

She brought me the news, that my wife was dead

Which started me to grievin', I done hollered and cried

Then I begun to worry about a been a long time

Let the midnight special, shine it light on me

Let the midnight special, shine its ever-lovin' light on me

Let the midnight special, ooh, shine it light on me

Let the midnight special, shine its ever-lovin' light on me

Let the midnight special, shine its light on me

Let the midnight special, shine its ever-lovin' light on me

So if you ever go to Houston, boys you better walk right

And you better not stagger and you better not fight

Sheriff Broxton will arrest you, Eddie Boone will take you down

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

Let the midnight special, shine it light on me

Let the midnight special, shine its ever-lovin' light on me

Let the midnight special, shine it light on me

Let the midnight special, shine its ever-lovin' light on me

Let the midnight special, ooh, shine its light on me

Let the midnight special, shine its ever-lovin' light on me