(ang on) got to go Preview what they ought a know Keep your head down and fucking die (Wake up) rise and shine Gotta take another pint Dig heads and watch out for the night When the sun comes down and the moon comes up in the sky The battle of the day

And baby it said too much It didn't say enough 'Cause I'm waking up alone Missing that midnight kiss I can't promise you forever All I know is I still want you to come over And I'm stone cold sober I let the whiskey talk I got the feeling now

Midnight in Montgomery, 'Cause it's midnight in Montgomery, Just hear that whip-poor-will See the stars light up the purple sky, Feel that lonesome chill, 'Cause when the wind is right, You'll hear his song, Smell whisky in the air, He's always singin'

Playin' in a travelin' band I want to move Well, I'm flyin' 'cross the land, tryin' to get a hand Seven thirty seven comin' out of the sky Won't you take me down to Memphis on a midnight ride Well I'm flyin' 'cross the land tryin' to get a hand Take me

Now and then, baby. Hey, I want you to know, I want to marry you. Isn't that what you want, too? I'm falling in love with you. It's the sugar so sweet, Kind I'd like to meet You at midnight And tell no one else about it.

Then we slide into the arms of someone else Yeah, we slide into the arms of someone else In disguise, we get a little better at controlling ourselves around midnight Nobody wants to, nobody wants to From the hot strobe lights and the spiked punch bliss

You don't have to be alone tonight Why you sitting at home tonight Waiting for him to call you up at midnight, drunk To tell you that he wants you Let's get out of town tonight Get lost and found tonight 'Til you don't care let me love you right Let's go

And all the wonders made for the earth And all the hearts in all creation Just the beat of a lonely heart And I don't want to be alone I'm caught in the rain and there's no one home I was a midnight rider on a cloud of smoke I could make a woman hang on

Working for the devil You'll have to pay his tax That means going to see him Down among the racks You do his work so fine He'll remember you Worried for my friend As he shows me round the flat Where I don't want to find him

Looking for fun Midnight to six man For the first time from Jamaica Dillinger and Leroy Smart Delroy Wilson, your cool operator Ken Boothe for UK pop reggae With backing bands sound systems And if they've got anything to say