Lyrics:

Well, you wake up in the morning
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'll get in trouble with the man

Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me
Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me
Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me
Let the Midnight Special shine a ever loving 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 light on me
Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me
Let the Midnight Special shine a ever loving light on me

If you're ever in Houston
Well, you better do the right
You better not gamble
Yeah, 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

Oh, let the Midnight Special shine a light on me
Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me
Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me
Let the Midnight Special shine a ever loving light on me

Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me
Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me
Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me
Let the Midnight Special shine a ever loving light on me