'Round midnight, midnight It begins to tell I do pretty well, till after sundown Suppertime I'm feelin' sad But it really gets bad 'Round midnight Memories always start 'round midnight Haven't got the heart to stand those memories When my heart is still

By the midnight hour Lay it down, lay it down Lookin' 'round for a feelin' I love the rhythm and blues The place was rockin' and reelin' I thought I'd shake me loose The band was pumpin' Motown Lord how they could play The girls a-started singing

It begins to tell, 'round midnight, midnight. I do pretty well, till after sundown, Suppertime I'm feelin' sad; But it really gets bad, 'round midnight. Memories always start 'round midnight Haven't got the heart to stand those memories, When my heart is

Pick a bale of cotton Pick a bale a day Let the midnight special Gonna jump down, spin around, pick a bale of cotton Gonna jump down, spin around, pick a bale a day I said me and my buddy gonna pick a bale of cotton Now me and my buddy gonna pick a bale

Why won't you answer? Midnight in Dover Sun's coming up now I guess it's over All those things I ever thought Would never end To think they're now all memories Sends me round the bend

'Round midnight, midnight It begins to tell I do pretty well, till after sundown Suppertime I'm feelin' sad But it really gets bad 'Round midnight Memories always start 'round midnight Haven't got the heart to stand those memories When my heart is still

'Round midnight, midnight It begins to tell I do pretty well, till after sundown Suppertime I'm feelin' sad But it really gets bad 'Round midnight Memories always start 'round midnight Haven't got the heart to stand those memories When my heart is still

Yeah, I still miss her in a round about way But I still miss her in a round about way Around about the time that midnight rolls around 'Cause she's not around As far as all my friends can tell I took her leavin' well - that's kinda right 'Cause when I'm

'Round midnight, midnight It begins to tell I do pretty well, till after sundown Suppertime I'm feelin' sad But it really gets bad 'Round midnight Memories always start 'round midnight Haven't got the heart to stand those memories When my heart is still

You will never come close to how I feel You will never come close to how I feel Cracks in the pavement underneath my shoe I care less and less about and less about you No one else around to look at me So I can look at my shadow as much as I please All