Well, you wake up in the morning   Hear the ding-dong ring   You go marching to the table   See the same old thing   See the fork on the table   Nothing in your pan   If you sing a thing about it   You're in trouble with the man      Let the midnight special shine a light on me   Let the midnight special shine it's ever loving light on me      If you ever go to houston   Well, you better act right   And you better not gamble   And you better not fight   For the sheriff will arrest you   Then he'll take you down   And before you understand it   You are prison bound      Let the midnight special   Shine a light on me   Let the midnight special   Shine it's ever loving light on me   On me, on me