Chords: EADGBE : x00232 : 320033 : 002220 Yonder comes Miss Rosie, how in the world do you know I can tell her by her apron and the dress that she wore Umbrella on her shoulder, a piece of paper in her hand I heard her tell the captain, Turn loose my man Let the midnight special shine its light on me Oh let the midnight special shine its everlasting light on me When you get up in the morning, when that big bell rings You go marching to the table, you see the same old thing Knife and fork are on the table, ain't nothing in my pan And you say a word about it, you get in trouble with the man Let the midnight special shine its light on me Oh let the midnight special shine its everlasting light on me If you ever go to Houston, boy you'd better walk right And you better not gamble, and you better not fight 'Cos Benson Crocker will arrest you Jimmy Boone will take you down And you bet your bottom dollar that your Sugarland bound Let the midnight special shine its light on me Oh let the midnight special shine its everlasting light on me Well jumpin' little Judy, she was a mighty fine gal She brought jumpin' to the whole round world Well she brought it in the morning, just awhile before day Well she brought me the news that my wife was dead That started me to grieven, woppin', hollerin' and cryin' That started me to thinkin', 'bout my great long time