Midnight Special - Harry Belafonte (哈里·贝拉方特)

Well you wake up in the mornin'

And the ding dong rings

You go a marchin' to the table

You see the same old thing

Baby all I want to tell ya

A knife a fork and a pan

And if you say a thing about it

Your in trouble with the man

Let the Midnight Special

Shine a light on me

Let the Midnight Special

Shine it's everlovin' light on me

Yes let the Midnight Special

Shine a light on me

Let the Midnight Special

Shine it's everlovin' light on me

If you're ever in Houston

Then you walk or ride

You better not gamble

And you better not skive boy

'Cause sheriff Benson will arrest ya

He'll carry you on down

And if the jury finds you guilty

You're penitentiary bound

So let the Midnight Special

Shine a light on me

Let the Midnight Special

Shine it's everlovin' light on me

Yonder comes miss Rosie

How I wonder did you know

Well I know about apron

And the dress she wore

Umbrella on her shoulder

Piece of paper in her hand

She goes a-walkin' to the captain

Says I'm losing my man

So let the Midnight Special

Shine it's light on me

Let the Midnight Special

Shine it's everlovin' light on me

Let the Midnight Special

Shine it's light on me

Let the Midnight Special

Shine it's everlovin' light on me

Let the Midnight Special

Shine it's light on me