Well you wake up in the mornin' you hear the work bell ring
And they march you to the cable to see the same old thing
Ain't no food upon the table and no fork up in the pan
But you better not complain boy you get in trouble with the man
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 light on me
Yonder come
Miss Rosie how in the world did you know
By the way she wears her apron and the clothes she wore
Umbrella on her shoulder piece of paper in her hand
She come to see the gov'ner she wants to free her man oh
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 light on me
If you ever in Houston well you better do right you better not gamble there you better not fight
Or the sheriff will grab ya and the boys will bring you down
The next best thing you know boy
The next best thing you know
Oh you're prison bound
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 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 light on me
