Midnight Special
Paul McCartney Lyrics


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Well, you wake up in the mornin', 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, 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 the midnight special shine a light on me
Let the midnight special shine a light on me
Let the midnight special shine a everlovin' light on me

Yonder 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 everlovin' light on me

If you're ever in Houston, well, you better do the right
You better not gamble, there, you better not fight, at all
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 everlovin' 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 light on me
Let the midnight special shine a everlovin' light on me

Overall Meaning

Paul McCartney's song "Midnight Special" is his version of a traditional folk song by the same name. The song talks about the life of a prisoner in a Southern chain gang. The opening lines describe the daily routine of the prisoners - waking up to the sound of the work bell and being marched to the table to find no food or meat. The prisoners are warned not to complain, or they'll get in trouble with the man. This speaks to the harsh living conditions in Southern prisons and the lack of basic amenities.


The chorus of the song highlights the hope that shines through the darkness, as the singer asks for the midnight special - a train that ran in the late hours - to shine a light on him. This could represent the hope of freedom at the end of his sentence or the hope that the train would bring him good news. The second verse focuses on Miss Rosie, who wears an apron and carries a piece of paper, which could imply that she is either a maid or a lawyer. She comes to see the governor to plead for her man's release. This verse suggests that there may still be hope even in the despair of prison life.


The final verse warns people to stay out of trouble if they ever find themselves in Houston, Texas. Fighting or gambling could get them arrested and thrown in jail. The repetition of the chorus serves as a reminder that hope can shine through even in the darkest of times.


Line by Line Meaning

Well, you wake up in the mornin', you hear the work bell ring
As soon as morning dawns, the sound of the work bell signals the beginning of the day.


And they march you to the table to see the same old thing
You're led to the table every day to see the same old terrible food.


Ain't no food upon the table, and no pork up in the pan
There's no food on the table, not even a scrap of pork in the pan.


But you better not complain, boy, you get in trouble with the man
If you dare to complain, you'll be in hot water with the man.


Let the midnight special shine a light on me
May the Midnight Special shine a light on me.


Yonder come Miss Rosie, how in the world did you know?
Here comes Miss Rosie, how did you find out about her arrival?


By the way she wears her apron, and the clothes she wore
You can tell it's her by the way she's dressed in her apron and clothes.


Umbrella on her shoulder, piece of paper in her hand
She's carrying an umbrella on her shoulder and a piece of paper in her hand.


She come to see the gov'nor, she wants to free her man
She's come to see the governor and plead for her man's release.


If you're ever in Houston, well, you better do the right
If you ever find yourself in Houston, you had better play it safe.


You better not gamble, there, you better not fight, at all
You must not gamble or fight, not even a little bit.


Or the sheriff will grab ya and the boys will bring you down
If you're caught, the sheriff and his men will come after you.


The next thing you know, boy, oh! you're prison bound
Next, you'll soon find yourself behind bars and headed straight to prison.


Let the midnight special shine a light on me
May the Midnight Special shine a light on me.


Let the midnight special shine a light on me
May the Midnight Special shine a light on me.


Let the midnight special shine a light on me
May the Midnight Special shine a light on me.


Let the midnight special shine a everlovin' light on me
May the Midnight Special shine an ever-loving light on me.


Let the midnight special shine a light on me
May the Midnight Special shine a light on me.


Let the midnight special shine a light on me
May the Midnight Special shine a light on me.


Let the midnight special shine a light on me
May the Midnight Special shine a light on me.


Let the midnight special shine a everlovin' light on me
May the Midnight Special shine an ever-loving light on me.




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Written by: John Cameron Fogerty

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