If you evah go to Houston, <br /> You better walk right; <br /> You better not gamble <br /> And you better not fight. <br /> T. Bentley will arrest you, <br /> He'll surely take you down; <br /> Judge Nelson'll sentence you, <br /> Then you're jailhouse bound. <br /> <br /> O let the Midnight Special <br /> Shine a light on me, <br /> Let the Midnight Special <br /> Shine a evah lovin' light on me! <br /> <br /> Every Monday mawnin', <br /> When the ding-dong rings, <br /> You go to the table, <br /> See the same damn things; <br /> And on the table, <br /> There's a knife an' pan, <br /> Say anything about it, <br /> Have trouble with a man. <br /> <br /> O let the Midnight Special <br /> Shine a light on me, <br /> Let the Midnight Special <br /> Shine a evah lovin' light on me! <br /> <br /> Yondah come Miss Rosy; <br /> Oh, how do you know? <br /> By th' umbrella on her shoulder <br /> An' the dress that she woah! <br /> Straw hat on her head, <br /> Piece of paper in her hand, <br /> Says, "Look here, Mr. Jailer, <br /> I wants my life-time man." <br /> <br /> O let the Midnight Special <br /> Shine a light on me, <br /> Let the Midnight Special <br /> Shine a evah lovin' light on me!<br /><br />Anonymous Americas<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/midnight-special-2/