Yonder come Miss Rosie—how in the world do you know?
Well I know by the apron and the dress she wore
Umbrella on her shoulder, piece of paper in her hand
Well I’m callin’ that captain, he turn a-loose my man
Let the midnight special, shine her light on me
Let the midnight special, shine her ever-lovin’ light on me
When you gets up in the mornin’, when that big bell ring
You go and march to the table, you meet the same old thing
Knife and fork are on the table, ain’t nothin’ in my pan
And if you say anything about it, you have a trouble with the man
Let the midnight special, shine her light on me
Let the midnight special, shine her ever-lovin’ light on me
If you ever go to Houston, boys you better walk right
And you better not squabble, you better not fight
Benson Crocker will arrest you, Eddie Boone will take you down
You can bet your bottom dollar, that you’re Sugarland-bound
Let the midnight special, shine her light on me
Let the midnight special, shine her ever-lovin’ light on me
Jumpin’ little Judy, she was a mighty fine girl
Judy brought jumpin’ to the whole round world
Well she brought it in the mornin’, just a while before day
She brought me the news, that my wife was dead
That started me to grievin’; whoopin’, hollerin’, and cryin’
And I began to worry about my great long time
Let the midnight special, shine her light on me
Let the midnight special, shine her ever-lovin’ light on me
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