v.1
Well, you wake up in the mornin'
You hear the work bell ring
Now I'm marchin' to the table
To see the same old thing
Ain't no food upon the table
Ain't no work-up in the pan
But you better not complain, boy
You'll get in trouble with the man
Chorus:
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-lovin light on me
v.2
Yonder come Miss Rosie
How in the world did you know
By the way she wear her apron
And the clothes she wore
Umbrella on her shoulder
Piece of paper in her hand
She come to see the Governor
She want to free her man
Rpt. Ch.
v.3
If you're in Mercer County
Boy, you better do it right
You better not gamble
No, you better not fight
Say you been travellin'
An' the boys'll bring you down
The next thing you know, boy
Aw, you're prison bound
Rpt. Ch.