Oh, let the midnight special, shine her light on me Oh, let the midnight special shine her everlovin' light on me Now you wake up in the morning, you'll hear the ding dong ring And you go marching to the table, you see the same old thing Well it's sittin' on the table, a knife, a fork, and a pan If you say anything about it, you're in trouble with the man Oh let the midnight special shine her light on me Oh let the midnight special shine her everlovin' light on me Well, if you ever go to Houston, then you better walk right And you have better not stagger and you had better not fight Because the sheriff will arrest you, he's gonna take you down And you can bet your bottom dollar, you're penitentiary bound Oh let the midnight special shine her light on me Oh let the midnight special shine her everlovin' light on me Well, yonder comes Miss Rosie, tell me, how do you know? I know by the color of her apron and the dress she wore Well, she brought me a little coffee And she brought me a little tea That girl brought me nearly everything Except the jailhouse key Oh let the midnight special shine her light on me Oh let the midnight special shine her everlovin' light on me