Yonder come a Miss Rosie,
oh in the world do you know,
I can tell her by her apron
Umbrella on her shoulder,
piece of paper in her hand,
she's going to ask the governor,
shine a table of light on me,
If you ever go to Houston, man,
And you better not quarrel
Face the front with a rescue
Hittin' the booty, take it down
And the judge is gonna tell you
Let the Midnight Space Show
Let the Midnight Space Show
How in the world do you know?
Well, I can tell him by his big hat
He came to see the captain
Gang of chains in his hand
Shine its ever -loving light on me
When it gets up in the morning
Gonna match you to the table
Not from over on the table
Don't ever say anything about it
Ain't trouble with the man
Shine a terrible lovin' light on me
Well, look at Jumpin' Judy
There's a mighty fine gal
She voted in the morning,
And she broke me the news
shine a devil of a light on me
Well, I'll begin a -grievin',
huffin', hollerin' and cryin'
And I'll begin a -worryin'
shine its ever -lovin' light on me
shine its ever -lovin' light on me