Well, you wake up in the mornin'

hear the ding-dong ring

you go marchin' to the table

see the same old thing

see the fork on the table

nothing in your pan

if you say a thing about it

you're in trouble with the man



Let the midnight special

shine a light on me

let the midnight special

shine its everlovin' light on me



If you ever go to Houston

well you'd better act right

and you'd better not gamble

and you'd better not fight

for the sheriff will arrest you

and he'll take you down

and before you understand it

you are prison bound



Let the midnight special

shine a light on me

let the midnight special

shine its everlovin' light on me