Midnight Special — текст песни (Unknown)

Well you wake up in the morning.
Hear the ding dong ring,
You go a-marching to the table,
See the same damn thing;
Well, it`s on a one table,
Knife, a fork and a pan,
And if you say anything about it,
You`re in trouble with the man.

cho: Let the midnight special
Shine her light on me;
Let the midnight special
Shine her ever-loving light on me.

If you ever go to Houston.
You better walk right;
You better not stagger,
You better not fight;
Sheriff Benson will arrest you,
He`ll carry you down,
And if the jury finds you guilty,
Penitentiary bound.

Yonder come little Rosie,
How in the world do you know,
l can tell her by her apron,
And the dress she wore.
Umbrella on her shoulder,
Piece of paper in her hand,
She goes a-marching to the captain,
Says, I want my man.

I don` believe that Rosie loves me
Well tell me why
She ain`t been to see me
Since las` July.
She brought me little coffee
She brought me little tea
Brought me damn near ever`thing
But the jailhouse key.

Yonder comes Doctor Adams
How in the world do you know?
Well he gave me a tablet
The day befo`
There ain`t no doctor
In all the lan`
Can cure the fever
Of a convict man.