You get up in the mornin' You here the ding dong ring Now you look upon the table You see the same darn thing You find no food upon the table No pork up in the pan But if you say a thing about it You'll be in trouble with the man
Ah, let the midnight special shine her light on me Oh, let the midnight special shine its ever-lovin' light on me
Now if you're ever in a Houston Oh, you better walk right Ah, you better not gamble boy I say you better not fight Well now the sheriff he'll grab you And the boys will pull you down And then before you know it You're penitentiary bound
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