Midnight Special:Paul Evans.
#16 in 1960.
(Capo 1st fret.)
#1.
Well, you wake up in the morning, boy.
You hear the ding dong ring.
Then you look upon the table, boy.
You see the same darn thing.
#2.
You find no food upon the table, boy.
There s no fork up in the pan.
But you better not complain, boy.
You ll get in trouble with the man.
CHORUS:
Let the midnight special, shine it s light on me.
Let the midnight special, shine it s everloving light on me.
#3.
Well, yonder comes Miss Rosie, boy.
How in the world do you know?
By the way she wears her apron, boy.
And the clothes she wore.
#4.
The umbrella on her shoulder,
Piece of paper in her hand.
Well, she come to see the Governor,
She wants to free her man.
CHORUS:
Let the midnight special, shine it s light on me.
Let the midnight special, shine it s everloving light on me.
#5.
Now, if you re ever in Houston, boy.
Well, you better do right.
Hey, you better not gamble, boy.
And you better not fight.
#6.
Boy, the sheriff, he ll grab you.
And the boys will pull you down.
And the next thing you know, boy.
You re prison bound.
CHORUS:
Let the midnight special, shine it s light on me.
Let the midnight special, shine it s everloving light on me.
A sixties smash from Kraziekhat.
