| Song | Midnight Special |
| Artist | Creedence Clearwater Revival |
| Album | Creedence Covers The Classics |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Creedence Clearwater Revival The Midnight Special Lyrics | |
| Songwriters: RIVERS, JOHNNY | |
| Well you wake up in the mornin´ you hear the work bell ring | |
| 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. | |
| 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 everlovin´ 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´nor, she wants to free her 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 everlovin´ light on me. | |
| If you´re ever in Houston, well, you better do the right; | |
| You better not gamble, there, you better not fight, at all | |
| Or the sheriff will grab ya and the boys will bring you down. | |
| The next thing you know, boy, 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 everlovin´ 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 everlovin´ light on me |
| Creedence Clearwater Revival The Midnight Special Lyrics | |
| Songwriters: RIVERS, JOHNNY | |
| Well you wake up in the mornin you hear the work bell ring | |
| 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. | |
| 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 everlovin 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 nor, she wants to free her 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 everlovin light on me. | |
| If you re ever in Houston, well, you better do the right | |
| You better not gamble, there, you better not fight, at all | |
| Or the sheriff will grab ya and the boys will bring you down. | |
| The next thing you know, boy, 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 everlovin 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 everlovin light on me |
| Creedence Clearwater Revival The Midnight Special Lyrics | |
| Songwriters: RIVERS, JOHNNY | |
| Well you wake up in the mornin you hear the work bell ring | |
| 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. | |
| 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 everlovin 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 nor, she wants to free her 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 everlovin light on me. | |
| If you re ever in Houston, well, you better do the right | |
| You better not gamble, there, you better not fight, at all | |
| Or the sheriff will grab ya and the boys will bring you down. | |
| The next thing you know, boy, 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 everlovin 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 everlovin light on me |