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Midnight Special

G When you get up in the C morning when the ding dong G ring
You make it to the D7 table, see the same old G thing. G7
Ain’t nothing on the C table, but the pots and the G pans
Say anything D7 about it, have trouble with the G man G7
Let the Midnight C Special shine your light on G me.
Let the Midnight D7 Special shine your everliving lights on G me
Let the Midnight C Special shine your light on G me.
Let the Midnight D7 Special shine your everliving lights on G me 

 

 

 

Midnight Special

1. When you get up in the morning when the ding dong ring
You make it to the table, see the same old thing.
Ain’t nothing on the table, but the pots and the pans
Say anything about it, have trouble with the man
Let the Midnight Special shine your light on me.
Let the Midnight Special shine your everliving lights on me
Let the Midnight Special shine your light on me.
Let the Midnight Special shine your everliving lights on me

2. Yonder comes Little Nora. How do you know?
I know her by the apron, and the dress she wear.
Umbrella on her shoulder, piece of paper in her hand,
Looking for some sergeant to release her man.
Let the Midnight Special shine your light on me.
Let the Midnight Special shine your everliving lights on me
Let the Midnight Special shine your light on me.
Let the Midnight Special shine your everliving lights on me.

3. I never had the blues so, in all my life before,
Than when my baby left me, at the jailhousedoor.
Oh, she left mecrying, the tears rolled down her face.
Says, „I’d rather see you dead, boy, than in this place.“
Let the Midnight Special shine your light on me.
Let the Midnight Special shine your everliving lights on me
Let the Midnight Special shine your light on me.
Let the Midnight Special shine your everliving lights on me.

4. When you go to the city, boys, you better have the kale,
Or the law, they’ll arrest you, and they’ll put you in jail.
The judge he’ll fine you, they’ll shake you down,
If you haven’t got the money, boys, you’re jailhousebound.
Let the Midnight Special shine your light on me.
Let the Midnight Special shine your everliving lights on me
Let the Midnight Special shine your light on me.
Let the Midnight Special shine your everliving lights on me.

5. If you got good man, woman, you better keep him at home,
For those city women won’t leave him alone.
They’ll paint and powder, they sure looks well,
And the first thing you know, woman, your man’s gone to uh singing
Let the Midnight Special shine your light on me.
Let the Midnight Special shine your everliving lights on me
Let the Midnight Special shine your light on me.
Let the Midnight Special shine your everliving lights on me.

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