Midnight Special

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Yonder comes Miss Rosie, how in the world do you know 
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I can tell her by her apron and the dress that she wore 
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Umbrella on her shoulder, a piece of paper in her hand 
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I heard her tell the captain, Turn loose my man 

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Let the midnight special shine its light on me 
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Oh let the midnight special shine its everlasting light on me 

When you get up in the morning, when that big bell rings 
You go marching to the table, you see the same old thing 
Knife and fork are on the table, ain't nothing in my pan 
And you say a word about it, you get in trouble with the man 

Let the midnight special shine its light on me 
Oh let the midnight special shine its everlasting light on me 

If you ever go to Houston, boy you'd better walk right 
And you better not gamble, and you better not fight 
'Cos Benson Crocker will arrest you 
Jimmy Boone will take you down 
And you bet your bottom dollar that your Sugarland bound 

Let the midnight special shine its light on me 
Oh let the midnight special shine its everlasting light on me 

Well jumpin' little Judy, she was a mighty fine gal 
She brought jumpin' to the whole round world 
Well she brought it in the morning, just awhile before day 
Well she brought me the news that my wife was dead 
That started me to grieven, woppin', hollerin' and cryin' 
That started me to thinkin', 'bout my great long time