Songbook/The Midnight Special
The Midnight SpecialBewerken
- D When you get up in the G morning when the ding dong D ring
- You make it to the A7 table, see the same old D thing.
- Ain't nothing on the G table, but the pots and the D pans
- Say anything a- A7 bout it, have trouble with the D man
- Let the Midnight G Special shine your light on D me.
- Let the Midnight A7 Special shine your ever-living lights on D me
- Yonder comes a Little G Nora. How do you D know?
- I know her by the A7 apron, and the dress she D wear.
- Umbrella on her G shoulder, piece of paper in her D hand,
- Looking for some A7 sergeant to release her D man.
- I never had the G blues so, in all my life D before,
- Than when my baby A7 left me, at the jailhouse D door.
- Oh, she left me G crying, the tears rolled down her D face.
- Says, "I'd rather see you A7 dead, boy, than in this D place."
- When you go to the G city, boys, you better have the D kale,
- Or the law, they'll ar- A7 rest you, and they'll put you in D jail.
- The judge he'll G fine you, they'll shake you D down,
- If you haven't got the A7 money, boys, you're jailhouse D bound.
- If you got a good man, G woman, you better keep him at D home,
- For those city A7 women won't leave him D alone.
- They'll paint and G powder, they sure look D swell,
- And the first thing A7 you know, woman, your man's gone to -uh- sing- D ing