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One day, one day, Sir |
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I was walking along |
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I heard that special |
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Singing a lonesome song. |
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Oh, let the Midnight Special |
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Shine her light on me |
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Let the Midnight Special |
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Shine her ever lovin light on me. |
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If you ever go to Houston |
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You know you better walk right |
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You know you better not stagger |
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You know you better not fight |
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Because the sheriff will just arrest you |
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You know he'll carry you down |
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And you can bet your bottom dollar |
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Oh Lord, you're penitentiary bound. |
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[Chorus] |
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Yonder come little Rosie |
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How in the world do you know? |
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I can tell her by her apron |
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And the dress she wore |
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Umbrella on her shoulder |
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Piece of paper in her hand |
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Goes a marchin to the Captain |
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Says I want my man. |
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[Chorus] |
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Now here comes jumpin' Judy |
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I'll tell you how I know |
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You know, Judy brought jumpin' |
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To the whole wide world |
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She brought it in the morning |
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Just about the break of day |
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You know, if I ever get to jumpin' |
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Oh Lord, I'll up and jump away. |
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[Chorus] |
