Well, you wake up in the mornin´
hear the ding-dong ring
you go marchin´ to the table
see the same old thing
see the fork on the table
nothing in your pan
if you say a thing about it
you´re in trouble with the man
Let the midnight special
shine a light on me
let the midnight special
shine its everlovin´ light on me
If you ever go to Houston
well you´d better act right
and you´d better not gamble
and you´d better not fight
for the sheriff will arrest you
and he´ll take you down
and before you understand it
you are prison bound
Let the midnight special
shine a light on me
let the midnight special
shine its everlovin´ light on me
Por Abba
