| Yonder comes Miss Rosie. |
| How in the world do you know?
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| Well, I know her by the apron and the dress she wore
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| Umbrella on her shoulder, piece of paper in her hand
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| Well, I’m callin' that Captain, «Turn a-loose my man.»
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| Let the Midnight Special shine her light on me
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| Oh let the Midnight Special shine her ever-lovin' light on me
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| When you gets up in the morning, when that big bell ring
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| You go marching to the table, you meet the same old thing
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| Knife and fork are on the table, ain’t nothing in my pan
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| And if you say a thing about it, you have a trouble with the man
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| Let the Midnight Special shine her light on me
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| Oh let the Midnight Special shine her ever-lovin' light on me
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| If you ever go to Houston, boy, you better walk right
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| And you better not squabble and you better not fight
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| Benson Crocker will arrest you, Jimmy Boone will take you down
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| You can bet your bottom dollar that you’re Sugarland bound
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| Let the Midnight Special shine her light on me
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| Oh let the Midnight Special shine her ever-lovin' light on me
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| Well, jumping Little Judy, she was a mighty fine girl
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| She brought jumping to this whole round world
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| Well, she brought it in the morning just a while before day
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| Well, she brought me the news that my wife was dead
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| That started me to grieving, whooping, hollering, and crying
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| And I began to worry about my very long time
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| Let the Midnight Special shine her light on me
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| Oh let the Midnight Special shine her ever-lovin' light on me |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Midnight Special , by - Lead Belly. Song from the album Lead Belly Road, in the genre Блюз