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Well,D you wake up in the mornin' G
You hear the work bell ring D
And they march you to the table A7
You see the same old thing D
Ain't no food upon the table G
And no fork up in the pan D
But you'd better not complain, boy A7
You'll get in trouble with the man D
Let the midnight specialG
Shine the light on me D
Let the midnight special A7
Shine the light on me D
Let the midnight special G
Shine the light on me D
Let the midnight special A7
Shine its ever-lovin' light on me D
Yonder come Miss Rosie
Tell me how 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 gov'nor
She wanna free her man
If you're ever in Houston
Ooh, you'd better walk right
You'd better not gamble
And you'd better not fight
Or the sheriff will arrest ya
And the boys'll bring you down
The next thing you know, boy
Ooh, you're prison-bound
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