Wagon Wheel

I'm headed down south to the land of the pine

Thumbing my way into North Carolina

I'm staring at the road and pray to God I see it last

I made it down the coast in seventeen hours

Picking me a bouquet of downwood flowers

And I'm hoping for Raleigh, I'll see my baby tonight

So rock me mama like a wagon wheel

Rock me mama any way you feel

Yeah, mama rock me

Well, rock me mama like the wind and the rain

Rock me mama like a southbound train

Yeah, mama rock me

Mama rock me, yeah

Running from the cold up in New England

I was born to be a fiddler in an old time string band

My baby plays the guitar, I pick a banjo now

Oh, the North country winters keep getting me down

Lost my money playing poker so I had to leave town

But I ain't turning back to living that old life no more

So rock me mama like a wagon wheel

Rock me mama any way you feel

Yeah, mama rock me

Well, rock me mama like the wind and the rain

Rock me mama like a southbound train

Yeah, mama rock me

Walking to the south out of Roanoke

I caught a trucker out of Philly had a Nashville talk

But he's a-heading west from the Cumberland Gap

To Johnston City, Tennessee

I gotta get a move on before the sun

I hear my baby calling my name and I know she's the only one

And if I die in Raleigh, at least I will die free

So rock me mama like a wagon wheel

Rock me mama any way you feel

Yeah, mama rock me

Well, rock me mama like the wind and the rain

Rock me mama like a southbound train

Yeah, mama rock me