Video Midnight Special de Big Joe Turner 2024 Jazz Lyrics

Big Joe Turner - Midnight Special Lyrics

Well, you wake up in the morning

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 pork 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 ever loving 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 governor
She want to free her man

If you're ever in Houston,
Well you'd better do the right
You'd better not gamble
And you better not fight (at all)

Or the sheriff will grab you
And the boys will bring you down
The next thing you know boy,
Well you're prison bound.