The Midnight Special

Well you wake up in the morning, you hear the ding-dong ring
And they march you to the table, you see the same old thing
Well, ain’t no food on the table, ain’t no pork in the pan
If you complain about it, well you’re in trouble with the man
Let the midnight special, shine a light on me
Let the midnight special, shine your ever-lovin’ light on me
Let the midnight special, shine a light on me yodelling by Doug Kershaw
Let the midnight special, shine your ever-lovin’ light on me
Well if you ever go to Houston, boy you’d better walk right
And you’d better not stagger, and you’d better not fight
Or they’ll arrest you, gonna tear you down’
And if the jury finds you guilty, you’re penitentiary bound
Let the midnight special, shine a light on me
Let the midnight special, shine your ever-lovin’ light on me
Let the midnight special, shine a light on me
Let the midnight special, shine your ever-lovin’ light on me