Тексты песни «The Midnight Special»

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 and no pork up in the pan. But you better not complain boy you get in...

Well, I wake up in the morning, hear the ding dong ring, you go a marching to the table, you see the same old thing. Baby all I wanna tell ya, I'm like a pork in the pan And if you say a thing about it, you're in...

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. Aint no food upon the table and no pork up in the pan. But you better not complain boy you get in...

Well you wake up in the morninґ you hear the work bell ring And they march you to the table to see the same old thing. Ainґt no food upon the table and no pork up in the pan. But you better not complain boy you...

You get up in the mornin' You hear the ding dong ring Now you look upon the table You see the same darn thing You find no food upon the table No pork up in the pan But if you say a thing about it You'll be in trouble...