I wake up early in the morning, hear the ding dong ring Go walking to the table, see the same damn thing, knife and fork are on the table Nothing in my pan, but if I complain about it, I'm in trouble with the man Let the Midnight Special, shine his light on me If you ever go to Houston, boys you better walk right You better not stagger, and you better not fight Or the sheriff will arrest you, and carry you down And if the jury finds you guilty, you're penitentiary bound Let the Midnight Special, shine his light on me Out of the city, it's Saturday evening And the Midnight Special come past the window Wanna go home on the Midnight Special Let the Midnight Special, shine his light on me Let the Midnight Special, shine his ever-loving light on me On the cone of Missy Rosie, I can tell her by her apron And the dress she wore, umbrella on her shoulder Piece of paper in her hand, walks right up to my catty Says please release my man Let the Midnight Special, shine his light on me Let the Midnight Special, shine his ever-loving light on me I've done my time, boy, pooping all in his mind But a man is gonna call me, and I'll be riding down the line Let the Midnight Special, shine his light on me Let the Midnight Special, shine his ever-loving light on me Thanks for watching!