The Midnight Special - CCR - 50 bpm

G
Well, you 

wake up in the 
C
mornin', 


you hear the 

work bell 
G
ring.

G
And they 

march you to the 
D
table, 


you see the 

same old 
G
thing.

G
Ain't no 

food upon the 
C
table, 


and no 

fork up in the 
G
pan

G
But you'd 

better not com
D
plain, 

boy. 

You'll get in 

trouble with the 
G
man

	
G
Let the 

midnight 
C
special 


shine the 

light on 
G
me

	
G
Let the 

midnight 
D
special 


shine the 

light on 
G
me

	
G
Let the 

midnight 
C
special 


shine the 

light on 
G
me

	
G
Let the 

midnight 
D
special 

shine the 

ever-lovin' 

light on 
G
me

G
Yonder 

come Miss 
C
Rosie, 


how in the 

world did you 
G
know

G
By the 

way she wears her 
D
ap

ron, 

and the 

clothes she 
G
wore

G
Umbr

ella on her 
C
shoulder, 


piece of 

paper in her 
G
hand

G
She 

come to see the 
D
gov'

nor. 

She wanna 

free her 
G
man

G
If you're 

ever in 
C
Houston, 


ooh, you'd 

better do 
G
right

G
You'd 

better not 
D
gamble, 


and you'd 

better not 
G
fight

G
Or the 

sheriff will 
C
grab ya, 


and the 

boys'll bring you 
G
down

G
The next 

thing you 
D
know, 

boy .. 

Ooh, you're 

prison-
G
bound