The Midnight Special[D] - Creedence Clearwater Revival D G D Well, you wake up in the mornin, you hear the work bell ring, A7 D And they march you to the table to see the same old thing. G D Ain t no food upon the table, and no pork up in the pan. A7 D But you better not complain, boy, you get in trouble with the man. [Chorus] G D Let the midnight special shine a light on me, A7 D Let the midnight special shine a light on me, G D Let the midnight special shine a light on me, A7 D Let the midnight special shine a everlovin light on me. D G D Yonder come Miss Rosie, how in the world did you know? A7 D By the way she wears her apron, and the clothes she wore. G D Umbrella on her shoulder, piece of paper in her hand; A7 D She come to see the govnor, she wants to free her man. [Chorus] G D Let the midnight special shine a light on me, A7 D Let the midnight special shine a light on me, G D Let the midnight special shine a light on me, A7 D Let the midnight special shine a everlovin light on me. D G D If you re ever in Houston, well, you better do the right; A7 D You better not gamble, there, you better not fight, at all G D Or the sheriff will grab ya and the boys will bring you down. A7 D The next thing you know, boy, oh! You re prison bound. [Chorus] G D Let the midnight special shine a light on me, A7 D Let the midnight special shine a light on me, G D Let the midnight special shine a light on me, A7 D Let the midnight special shine a everlovin light on me. 2x