Lyrics:
Exhausted by all this conjecture, our hero gets the chance in a lifetime to meet his hero:
Death. Death is wearing a light disguise, he made
Left New York this morning early
Traveling south so wide and high
Sailing through the wide blue yonder
It's that Air Mail Special on the fly
the table, and no pork up in the pan.
But you better not complain, boy, you get in trouble with the man.
Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me,
Let
again somehow
Everybody knew that this was quite a special night
Graeme Nash was nervous in the hot seat, in the light
Joe South was total magic and we
Caught a ride into South Dakota
With two girls in a light blue Desoto
One's name was Jane, the other was plain
But they both had racing motors
Let the midnight special
Let the midnight special
Shine its light on me
Shine a light on me,
Let the midnight special
Let the midnight...
Shine
Oh, let the midnight special, shine her light on me
Oh, let the midnight special shine her everlovin' light on me
Now you get up in the morning, you
light on me
The midnight special to santa fe
If you ever go to houston, oh you better walk right
Well you better not stagger and you better not fight
Ten thousand bedrooms
Ten thousand bedrooms
Ten thousand bedrooms are all too few
If you're a special kind of dreamer
With a dreamer's point
Christmas
The fireside is blazing bright
We're caroling through the night
And this Christmas will be
A very special Christmas for me, yeah
Presents
Orange Blossom Special
And lose these New York blues
"Say man, when you going back to Florida?"
"When am I goin' back to Florida? I don't know, don't
Blossom Special
And lose these New York blues
Hey talk about a ramblin'
She's the fastest train on the line
Talk about a travelin'
She's the fastest train
Come to me baby, come to me C.O.D.
Come to me baby, come to me C.O.D.
I can't stand these blues, they're too much for me
You know special
and a pan
And it ya say a thing about it, you're in trouble with the man
Oh, let the Midnight Special shine her light on me
Let the Midnight Special
half in two
She got a .38 special, but I believe it's much too light
She got a .38 special, but I believe it's much too light
I got a 32-30, makes
Look at her face, it's a wonderful face
And it means something special to me
Look at the way that she smiles when she sees me
How lucky can one
of city lights
Somewhere in there's Cotton Avenue
That's where I'm going to take myself tonight
With a spit shine on my dancing shoes
If you got
place special
You see that summer storm brewing in the southern sky
By the time it hits here I'll be dancing high and dry
To rhythm and blues
On Cotton
Fallin' asleep
Holdin' your puppy in your Prussian blue sheets
Never felt luckier
Than I do right now, tell me you love me, let me have it
intoxicated with that special brew
So come and get me
Let me
Get in that sinking feeling
That says my heart is on an all time low, so
Don't expect me
is
Something special
Special, oh, special, oh, oh, special
It would take a fool to not know that what we have is
Special
Oh boy, this fire can't
Here it is, baby
Your own special love song
All about what it's like
Just being with you
Like touching your lips
With the tips of my fingers
When Jimmie Rodgers first sang California Blues he'd never been to the
golden state. He wrote and recorded the song in October 1928
He always dreamed
I like to spend some time in Mozambique
The sunny sky is aqua blue
And all the couples dancing cheek to cheek
It's very nice to stay a week or two
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