how in the world do you know
Well I know by the apron and
Well an umbrella on her shoulder,
piece of paper in her hand
Well I'm gonna ask the governor,
he turn a- lose a- my man
Let the midnight special,
Let the midnight special,
shine the ever- lovin' light on me
When you get up in the mornin',
You go and march to the table,
Knife and fork are on the table,
there's nothin' in my pan
And if you say anything about it,
havin' trouble with the man
Well I went to the nation
Well I thought about the girl I love,
If you ever go to Houston,
And you better not squallow and you
Sheriff Rocko will arrest you,
Eddie Boone will take you down
You can bet your bottom dollar,
Well jumpin' little Judy,
she was a mighty fine girl
Well Judy brought jumpin'
to this whole round world
Well she brought it in the mornin',
That started me to grievin',
then hollerin' and a- cryin'
Then I had to give the worry about