D G Well, you wake up in the mornin'D You hear the work bell ringA7 And they march you to the tableD You see the same old thingG Ain't no food upon the tableD And no fork up in the panA7 But you'd better not complain, boyD You'll get in trouble with the man CHORUS:G Let the midnight specialD Shine the light on meA7 Let the midnight specialD Shine the light on meG Let the midnight specialD Shine the light on meA7 Let the midnight specialD Shine the ever-lovin' light on meVerse 2:G Yonder come Miss RosieD How in the world did you knowA7 By the way she wears her apronD And the clothes she woreG Umbrella on her shoulderD Piece of paper in her handA7 She come to see the gov'norD She wanna free her man CHORUS:G Let the midnight specialD Shine the light on meA7 Let the midnight specialD Shine the light on meG Let the midnight specialD Shine the light on meA7 Let the midnight specialD Shine the ever-lovin' light on me Verse 3:G If you're ever in HoustonD Ooh, you'd better do rightA7 You'd better not gambleD And you'd better not fightG Or the sheriff will grab yaD And the boys'll bring you downA7 The next thing you know, boyD Ooh, you're prison-bound CHORUS: 2 xG Let the midnight specialD Shine the light on meA7 Let the midnight specialD Shine the light on meG Let the midnight specialD Shine the light on meA7 Let the midnight specialD Shine the ever-lovin' light on me
The Midnight Special
Creedence Clearwater Revival
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