Midnight Special

Credence

(initially, single, slow strums of each chord)

D                                G
 Well, you wake up in the mornin'
                            D
 You hear the work bell ring
                                A7
 And they march you to the table
                          D
You see the same old thing
                            G
Ain't no food upon the table
                         D
And no pork up in the pan
                                  A7
But you'd better not complain, boy
                               D
You get in trouble with the man

(now speed up tempo and strum continuously; all subsequent verses have
   same pattern as chorus)

CHORUS:
                 G
Let the midnight special
                   D
Shine the light on me
                 A7
Let the midnight special
                   D
Shine the light on me
                 G
Let the midnight special
                   D
Shine the light on me
                 A7
Let the midnight special
                      D
Shine the ever-lovin' light on me

Yonder come miss rosie, how in the world 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 wants to free her man.

Chorus

If you’re ever in Houston, Oh, you better do the right;
You better not gamble. Yea, you better not fight, -- all
Or the sheriff will grab ya and the boys will bring you down.
The next thing you know, boy, oh! you’re prison bound.

Chorus

Chorus