The Midnight Special By Creedence Clearwater Revival
Well you wake up in the morning, 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 Ain’t no pork up in the pan But you better not complain, Boy! You’ll get in trouble with The Man.
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 everloving light on me
Younder 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.
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 everloving light on me
If you’re ever in Houston Well, you better do the right You better not gamble You better not fight Or the Sheriff will grab ya, And the boys will bring you down The next thing you know, boy, Oh, you’re prison bound
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 everloving light on me
Well all right, so I've been foolish. Well all right, let people know That the dreams and wishes that you wish In the night when lights are low. Well all right, well all right, You know we live and love with all our might. Well all right, well all right, You know our lifetime love will be all right. Well all right, so I'm not working. Well all right, let people say That those foolish kids can't be ready For the love that comes their way. Well all right, well all right, You know we live and love with all our might. Well all right, well all right, You know our lifetime love will be all right. Well all right, so I've been foolish. Well all right, let people know About the dreams and wishes that you wish In the night when lights are low. Well all right, well all right, You know we live and love with all our might. Well all right, well all right, You know our lifetime love will be all right.
My leader told me to jump in the river The river was deep and the weather was winter After a sailer very kindly saved me My leader said to me, "You'd better take it easy" I took it so easy my leader called me lazy
Through the lack of red meat Everything was getting hazy Friends looked at me and said, "Man, you gotta be crazy"
Ooh leader Ooh leader
My leader said son you'd better get yourself together Never mind the fools who know what we're getting into A 40 mile walk would do us both a world of good He sat down, watched me take off down the road
Well, I walked so far my feet began to bleed This was good for me I just couldn't see it A motorist picked me up and said, "Look man, you must be crazy"
Ooh leader Ooh leader
My leader came to see me in a hospital bed Well at least I really knew that my leader really cared After giving me a second-hand roach He said where's your donation man? It's all for a good cause
He left me all alone to work the riddle out But I just couldn't make it so I began to shout They stuck a hypodermic deep down into me said "Look out nurse! I think we got a loony"
Ooh leader Ooh leader
Okay baby follow me now Follow your leader Alright
Now here I sit in a state-run asylum Limitless, friendless but much more together I decided to do some good book readin' About the art of people leadin'
Now I'm the leader and they're being led What's the matter if they're crazy 'til you hear what I've said Being the leader is really where it's at But just how long can a good thing last?
Ooh leader Ooh leader
Now listen to this baby This is the year of the guru Now the thing to do is to ask yourself "What can a guru do for me?" Then you say to yourself "I gotta get a guru" "I gotta get a guru" "I gotta get a guru"
A guru, guru, guru A good guru A good guru A good guru, a guru A guru, a guru, a guru, a guru, a guru, a guru A guru, a guru
I gotta get a guru, I gotta get a guru A guru get me, I gotta get a guru A guru, a guru, a guru, a guru, a guru, a guru I gotta get a I gotta get a guru I gotta get a I gotta get a
I gotta get a, a guru, a guru, a guru, a guru, a guru, a guru A guru, a guru, a guru I gotta get a I gotta get a...
"The Edge of The World" - Flying Circus (live) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gsw2BMhQilw
Take me - to the edge of the world! I want to see it for real, that it's not just a word. Come down - from eternity's skies, Take me away to a place I can tell truth from lies!
See me - take a look at my face Joining the forces of light at this boundary place. Meet with - all the frontiers of life, Throw a new light on this world and it's shadows of strife
"Yet, still it keeps on spinning round Without a thought of slowing down for you, yeah, for you. And father time is moving on While you just sit with nothing left to do, left to do.“
Searching - for a movement inside, Taking this world to the wake of a new state of mind. Knowing - it is time to redeem Sitting and thinking is not the inaction it seems
"But still the world is spinning round Without a thought of slowing down for you, yeah, for you. And father time keeps moving on While you just sit with nothing left to do, yeah to do.“
And yet it's rising - it's true, so true, oh! Now it's coming - to get you, yes, to get you. Ahah - ah. Ah - ah.
Now it's coming to you. Feel it coming to you. Ahah.
Oh, What you do to me Oh, What you do to me, little girl Oh, Have another hit of sweet air Oh, Have another hit--. I want to know where you going I want to know, sweet mama, where you gonna go? Oh, Have another hit of Fresh Air Oh, Have another hit--. Oh, Baby what you gonna do? I what to know what you gonna do sweet thing? Oh, Have another hit of sweet love in the morning Oh, Have another hit--. I love you, yes I do I love you, God knows I do Oh, Have another hit of sweet California Sunshine Oh, Have another hit--. Take me home, Take me home Take me home, I wanna go home with you Oh, Have another hit of Fresh Air Oh, Have another hit--.
Read about your band in some local page Didn't mention your name, didn't mention your name The sweet Georgia breezes, safe, cool and warm I headed up north, you headed north On and on and on and on What side are you on? On and on and on and on What side are you on? Weary voice that's laughin', on the radio once We sounded drunk, never made it on Passin' through and it's late, the station started to fade Picked another one up in the very next state On and on and on and on What side are you on? On and on and on and on and Pretty girl keep growin' up, playin' make-up, wearin' guitar Growin' old in a bar, ya grow old in a bar Headed out to San Francisco, definitely not L.A. Didn't mention your name, didn't mention your name And if I don't see ya, in a long, long while I'll try to find you Left of the dial Left of the dial Left of the dial Left of the dial Left of the dial Left of the dial Left of the dial Left of the dial
I would love to tour the Southland In a traveling minstrel show Yes I'd love to tour the Southland In a traveling minstrel show Yes I'm dying to be a star and make them laugh Sound just like a record on the phonograph Those days are gone forever Over a long time ago, oh yeah I have never met Napoleon But I plan to find the time I have never met Napoleon But I plan to find the time 'Cause he looks so fine upon that hill They tell me he was lonely, he's lonely still Those days are gone forever Over a long time ago, oh yeah I stepped up on the platform The man gave me the news He said, You must be joking son Where did you get those shoes? Where did you get those shoes? Well, I've seen 'em on the TV, the movie show They say the times are changing but I just don't know These things are gone forever Over a long time ago, oh yeah
Going down to the swamp Gonna watch me a hound dog catch a 'coon Well, I'm going down to the swamp Gonna watch me a hound dog catch a 'coon You know the hounddog make-a music On a summer night under a full moon
Lord, fetch my cane pole mama Gonna catch a bream or maybe two Lord, fetch my cane pole mama Gonna catch a bream or maybe two And when the hound dog start barkin' Sounds like ol' Son House singin' the blues
[chorus] Hound dog sing that Swamp, swamp, swamp, swamp music Swamp, swamp, swamp, swamp music When the hound dog starts singin' I ain't got them big ol' city blues
Well, hey pretty mama Lord, just take that city hike Said go ahead pretty mama Lord, just take your city hike Well, I'd rather live with the hound dogs For the rest of my natural born life
[chorus] Singing that Swamp, swamp, swamp, swamp music Swamp, swamp, swamp, swamp music Well, I'd rather live with the hounddogs For the rest of my natural born life Well, I'd wanna live with the hound dogs For the rest of my natural born life
"Down on the Corner" - Credence Clearwater Revival https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2GY9GyHxyEo
Early in the evenin' just about supper time Over by the courthouse they're starting to unwind Four kids on the corner trying to bring you up Willy picks a tune out and he blows it on the harp
[Chorus:] Down on the corner, out in the street Willy and the Poorboys are playin' Bring a nickel; tap your feet
Rooster hits the washboard and people just got to smile Blinky, thumps the gut bass and solos for a while Poorboy twangs the rhythm out on his kalamazoo Willy goes into a dance and doubles on kazoo
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You don't need a penny just to hang around But if you've got a nickel, won't you lay your money down? Over on the corner there's a happy noise People come from all around to watch the magic boy
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