Midnight Rambler - Live

(Oh yeah

I'm a-talkin' 'bout the midnight rambler

Everybody got to go)

A-talkin' 'bout the midnight rambler

And everybody got to go

Well I'm a-talkin' 'bout the midnight rambler

The one you never seen before

I'm sighin' down the wind so sadly

A-listen and you'll hear me moan

Well I'm a talkin' 'bout the midnight gambler

And everybody got to go

(Yeah c'mon)

Talkin' 'bout the midnight gambler

The one you never seen before

I'm talkin' 'bout the midnight rambler

Did you see me jump the garden wall

I don't give you a hoot of warning

A-dressed up in my black cat cloak

I don't see the light of the morning

I'll split the time the cock'rel crows

I'm tellin' 'bout the midnight rambler

Well, honey, it's no rock 'n' roll show

Well, I'm a-talkin' 'bout the midnight gambler

And everybody got to go

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Oh, don't do that. Oh, don't do that. Oh, don't do that

(Ad lib)

Well, you heard about the Boston

Honey, it's not one of those

Talkin' 'bout the midnight... shit!

Did you see me jump bedroom door

I'm called the hit and run raper, in anger

Or just a knife sharpened, tippy toe

Or just a shoot 'em dead, brainbell jongleur

Everybody got to go

If you ever meet the midnight rambler

And he's prowlin' down your marble hall

And he's pouncin' like a proud black panther

You should say, I told you so

If you listen for the midnight rambler

Play it easy, easy, as you go

I'll go smash down all your plate glass windows

Put my fist through your stairway doors

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Well I'm a-talkin' bout the midnight rambler

The one you never seen before

Well I'm a-talkin' bout the midnight rambler

And did you see me jump your garden wall

And if you ever catch the Midnight Rambler

Steal your mistress from under your nose

Go easy with your cold fanged anger

I'll stick my knife right down your throat baby, and it hurts