Tom: D D G D Ah, you wake up in the mornin', and you hear the work bell ring. A D And you march ya to the table, see the same old thing. G D Ain't no food upon the table, there's no fork up in the pan. A D But you better not complain boy, you get in trouble with the man. CHORUS: D G D Let the midnight special, shine a light on me. A D Let the midnight special, shine a light on me. G D Let the midnight special, shine a light on me. A D Let the midnight special, shine a light on me. D G D Yonder comes Miss Rosy, how in the world did you know? A 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, A D she come to see the gov'ner, she want to free her man. (Chorus) D G D If you're ever in Houston, boy you better do right. A D You better not gamble, you better not fight. G D Oh, the sheriff he'll grab ya, and the boys'll bring you down. A D The next thing you know boy, you're prison bound. (Chorus