paroles de chanson The Midnight Special - Pete Seeger , Weavers

Oh, let the midnight special, shine her light on me
Oh, let the midnight special shine her everlovin' light on me

Now you wake up in the morning, you'll hear the ding dong ring
And you go marching to the table, you see the same old thing
Well it's sittin' on the table, a knife, a fork, and a pan
If you say anything about it, you're in trouble with the man

Oh let the midnight special shine her light on me
Oh let the midnight special shine her everlovin' light on me

Well, if you ever go to Houston, then you better walk right
And you have better not stagger and you had better not fight
Because the sheriff will arrest you, he's gonna take you down
And when the jury finds you guilty, you're penitentiary bound

Oh let the midnight special shine her light on me
Oh let the midnight special shine her everlovin' light on me

Well, yonder comes Miss Rosie, how in the world did you know?
Well, I know her by her apron and the dress she wore
An umbrella on her shoulder, a piece of paper in her hand
She goes marching to the captain, she says "I want my man"

Oh let the midnight special shine her light on me
Oh let the midnight special shine her everlovin' light on me