Well you wake up in the mornin' 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 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 everlovin' 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 everlovin' light on me. If you're ever in Houston well you better do the right. You better not gamble there 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. 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 everlovin' 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 everlovin' light on me