Midnight Special (from album 'Midnight Special', 1962) Songtext
von Harry Belafonte

Well i wake up in the morning heard the ding dong ring
You go and matching to the table you see the same old thing
Baby all I wanna tell you a knife a forking and a pan and if you say a thing about it
You are in trouble with the man

Let the midnight special, shine a light on me
Let the midnight special, shine an ever lovin′ light on me
(Yes) let the midnight special, shine a light on me
Let the midnight special, shine an ever lovin' light on me

If you ever go to Houston
Then, you better walk aright
You better not stagger and you better not fight or the sheriff Benson will arrest you
He will carry you down and if the jury find your guilty you′re penitentiary bound


So let the midnight special
Shine as light on me
Let the midnight special
Shine it ever lovin' light on me

I yonder comes Miss Rosie how I wonder did you know
Ah well, I know her by her apron and the dress she wore
Umbrella on her shoulder piece of paper in her hand
She's goes a walk in to the captain and says i′m loosing my man

So Let the midnight special
Shine it light on me
Let the midnight special
Shine it ever lovin′ light on me
Let the midnight special
Shine it light on me
Let The midnight special
Shine it ever lovin' light on let the midnight special
Shine as light on me
I′am Let the special
Shine it's ever lovin′ light on me