Creedence Clearwater Revival - The Midnight Special
Well, You Wake Up In The Mornin', You Hear The Work Bell Ring,
But You Better Not Complain, Boy, You Get In Trouble With The Man.
And They March You To The Table To See The Same Old Thing.
Ain't No Food Upon The Table, And No Pork Up In The Pan.
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Let The Midnight Special Shine A Light On Me,
Let The Midnight Special Shine A Light On Me,
Let The Midnight Special Shine A Light On Me,
Let The Midnight Special Shine A Everlovin' Light On Me.
Yonder Come Miss Rosie, How In The World Did You Know?
She Come To See The Gov'nor, She Wants To Free Her Man.
Umbrella On Her Shoulder, Piece Of Paper In Her Hand;
By The Way She Wears Her Apron, And The Clothes She Wore.
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If You're Ever In Houston, Well, You Better Do The Right;
You Better Not Gamble, There, You Better Not Fight, At All
The Next Thing You Know, Boy, Oh! You're Prison Bound.
Or The Sheriff Will Grab Ya And The Boys Will Bring You Down.
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