《Midnight Special》歌词

[00:04:00] Well, you wake up in the mornin', you hear the work bell ring,

[00:04:00] And they march you to the table to see the same old thing.

[00:04:00] Ain't no food upon the table, and no pork up in the pan.

[00:04:00] But you better not complain, boy, you get in trouble with the man.

[00:04:00] Let the Midnight Special shine 'er light on me,

[00:04:00] Let the Midnight Special shine 'er light on me,

[00:04:00] Let the Midnight Special shine 'er light on me,

[00:04:00] Let the Midnight Special shine 'er everlovin' light on me.

[00:04:00] Yonder come miss Rosie, how in the world did you know?

[00:04:00] By the way she wears her apron, and the clothes she wore.

[00:04:00] Umbrella on her shoulder, piece of paper in her hand;

[00:04:00] She come to see the gov'nor, she wants to free her man.

[00:04:00] If you're ever in Houston, well, you better do the right;

[00:04:00] You better not gamble, there, you better not fight, at all

[00:04:00] Or the sheriff will grab ya and the boys will bring you down.

[00:04:00] The next thing you know, boy, Oh! You're prison bound.