The Midnight Special

The Midnight Special
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作詞:FOGERTY JOHN C

作曲:FOGERTY JOHN C

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 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 ever-lovin' 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.

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