Creedence Clearwater Revival - The midnight special

Tekst :

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

CHORUS:
Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me,
Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me,
Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me,
Let the Midnight Special shine a everlovin 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, well, you better do the right;
You better not gamble, there, you better not fight, at 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

Inne utwory

  • Keep on chooglin
  • Cotton fields
  • What are you gonna do
  • Poorboy shuffle
  • Sweet hitch-hiker
  • Gloomy
  • Wrote a song for everyone
  • Porterville
  • Commotion
  • Bootleg
  • The night time
  • Bad moon rising
  • Lodi
  • Effigy
  • Get down woman
  • Molina

    • Losowe utwory

    Basen i my

    Kiedy pływasz w moim nowym basenie
    W słoneczne południe jak to
    A szczeniaki - dalmatyńczyki
    Tak mi liżą stopy i nos
    To pod dom zajeżdża dostawa
    By do drinku w ogrodzie był lód
    Mój wideo - telefon w leżaku
    Przekazuje mi widoki z gór

    Mój wideo - telefon...

    Rock-a-bye your baby

    Rock-a-bye your baby with a Dixie melody.
    When you croon, croon a tune from the heart of Dixie.
    Just place my cradle, mammy mine,
    Right on the Mason Dixon line,
    And swing it from Virginia
    To Tennessee with all the love that s in ya.

    Weep no more ,my...

    Count the days

    Count the days
    Here s a church, here s a steeple
    Here s a muthafucka that I gotta blow away
    Here s my chance 2 cure the ills of the people
    But not until I make this muthafucka pay
    And oh, baby I count the...

    Heart on fire

    Nay na na na na na na ney na na ney
    Nay na na na na na na ney na na ney

    No, I need to understand why, why
    All I am thinking of is you, why
    No, I need to get it, tell me why, why
    You are the...

    Goodnight trouble

    I watch the late night planes,
    leave cool, white trails
    And my troubles took flight
    Goodnight troubles, goodnight.

    I kissed my friend
    He took my hand.
    My troubles took flight
    Goodnight troubles, goodnight.
    Goodnight.
    Goodnight, goodnight.
    Goodnight.

    Free-falling now
    In my place among the clouds
    Yeh, my trouble, it took flight
    Goodnight trouble, goodnight.
    Night.
    Goodnight, goodnight.
    My troubles, goodnight
    ...