The Midnight Special

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Let the Midnight Special

shine its fight an me.

Let the Midnight Special

shine its ever loving light an me.

Well, you wake up in the morning,

hear the ding dong ring.

You go marchin' to the table

see the same old thing.

Well, it's on the table,

knife, a fork, and a pan.

If you say a thing about it

you 're in trouble with the man.

Let the Midnight ...

Yonder comes Missa Rosie.

How in the world do you know?

I can tell it by her apron

and the dress she wore.

Umbrella on her shoulder,

piece of paper in her hand,

she's going to the governor

to turn loose her man.

Let the Midnight ...

When you wake up in the moming, boy,

you hear the ding dong ring,

why, you go to the tab le,

find the same dum thing,

knife and fork on the table,

nothing in your pan.

If you say anything about it,

you have trouble with that man.

Let the Midnight ...

If you ever go to Houston, boy,

hey, you better aet right,

oh, you better not gamble,

and you better not fight.

For the sheriff will arrest you,

and the boys will take you down,

and the next thing you know then,

you are prison bound.

En gammel legende blandt fangerne i de amerikanske sydstatsfængsler fortæller, at hvis lyset fra et tog fal­der ind ad dit vindue om natten, vil du være en fri mand næste morgen.

'The Midnight Special' er toget The Golden Gate Limited, som kør­te fra Houston ved midnatstide frem mod San Antonio og San Fransisco. Tredive miles vest for Houston pas­serede toget Texas State Prison Farm ved Sugarland.