Midnight Special (Unplugged)

(álbum: Off The Ground - 1993)

Thank you, thank you!
Haha, yeah!
I told you there wasn't rehearsals
Just a bit
We're one of then, isn't it?

Next song's got a story attached to it
Down in Houston, in Texas
There's a jail
There's a jail called "Sugarland"
And every night, at midnight, a train runs pass that jail
And the legend is
If the light shines on you, you're gonna be released
The train's called "The Midnight Special"

You wake up early in the morning
Hear the ding dong ring
Come a-walking to the table
I see the same damn thing
Knife and fork upon the table
Piece of paper in my hand
Nothing I can do about it
I'll get in trouble with the man

Let the midnight special
Shine his light on me
Let the midnight special
Shine his ever-loving light on me

Well, if you ever get to Houston
You better act right
You better not gamble
And you better not fight
The Sheriff will arrest you
And he'll carry you down
If the jury finds you guilty
Well, you'll be Sugarland bound

Let the midnight special
Shine his light on me
Let the midnight special
Shine his ever-loving light on me

Well, wake up early in the morning
Hear the ding dong ring
Come a-walking to the table
You see the same damn thing
Knife and fork upon the table
With piece of paper in my hand
Nothing I can do about it
I'll get in trouble with the man

Let the midnight special
Shine his light on me
Well, let the midnight special
Shine his ever-loving light on me
Shine on, shine on

Well, if you ever get to Houston
You better act right
You better not gamble
And you better not fight
'Cause the Sheriff will arrest you
And he's gonna carry you down
If the jury finds you guilty
You'll be Sugarland bound

Let the midnight special
Shine his light on me
Let the midnight special
Shine his ever-loving light on me
Let the midnight special
Shine his light on me
Let the midnight special
Shine his ever-loving light on me
Yeah, yeah, yeah