Spends every night inside these walls, dumps the trash and sweeps the halls
And he makes sure that stained glass shines
Picks up paper in the pews and stacks the chairs in the choir room
But his real work don't start till quittin' time
When he goes through every prayer request lying on the pastor's desk
He hits his knees and says

God bless Miss Somersby, Lord it's hard to live alone
And Marianna Thompson wants her daddy back at home
And Mr. Nelson needs forgiveness; Old Man Miller's crops need rain
While the whole towns fast asleep, he's hard at work
Pullin' that midnight shift at the Maplewood Methodist Church

Every night's the same routine and by the time he finally leaves
He's done so much more than clean the building
He's called down angels from on high
And helped someone through a sad goodbye
And lost souls finally find what they've been missing
The congregation will never see that simple man who still believes
He can change the world by saying please

Give Johnny Mays the strength to put that bottle down
Mrs. Bailey and her husband find a way to work things out
And Mrs. Olsen hold on long enough to see her daughter's wedding day
While the whole towns fast asleep, He's hard at work
Pullin' that midnight shift at the Maplewood Methodist Church

The sign out front says Sunday service starts at nine and ten-fifteen
But he holds his own revival, seven nights a week

While the whole town's fast asleep he's hard at work
Pullin' that midnight shift at the Maplewood Methodist Church

Spends every night inside these walls, dumps the trash and sweeps the halls
And he makes sure that stained glass shines