Текст песне : Paul McCartney. Midnight Special.

Well, well, well, well, well
Wake up early in the morning
Hear the ding-dong ring
Coming walking to the table
I see the same damn thing

Knife and fork upon the table
Piece of paper in my hand
Nothing I can do about it
I'll get in trouble with the man

Let the midnight special
Shine its light on me
Let the midnight special
Shine its ever lovin' light on me

If you ever go to Houston
You better act right
You better not gamble
And you better not fight

'Cause the Sheriff will arrest you
And he'll carry you down
If they go and find you guilty
You're penitentiary bound

Let the midnight special
Shine its light on me
Let the midnight special
Shine its ever lovin' light on me

Wake up early in the morning
Hear the ding-dong ring
Coming walking to the table
I see the same damn thing

Knife and fork upon the table
Piece of paper in my hand
Nothing I can do about it
I'll get in trouble with the man

Let the midnight special
Shine its light on me
Let the midnight special
Shine its ever lovin' light on me

Let the midnight special

Well, if you ever get to Houston
You better act right
You better not gamble
And you better not fight

'Cause the Sheriff will arrest you
And he'll carry you down
And if they find you guilty
Well, you'll be sugarland bound

Let the midnight special
Shine its light on me
Let the midnight special
Shine its ever lovin' light on me

I said, the midnight special
Shine its light on me
Let the midnight special
Shine its ever lovin' light on me