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INTERPRÉTATION
Jeremy McComb
Jeremy McComb
Interprète
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Bob Dylan
Bob Dylan
Paroles/Composition
Ketch Secor
Ketch Secor
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Paul Riddle
Paul Riddle
Production

Paroles

Headed down south to the land of the pines Thumbing my way into North Caroline Staring at the road and pray to God I see headlights Made it down the coast in 17 hours Pickin' me a bouquet of dogwood flowers But I'm a hoping for Raleigh I can see my baby tonight So rock me mama like a wagon wheel Rock me mama any way you feel Hey hey mama rock me Rock me mama like the wind and the rain Rock me mama like a southbound train Hey hey mama rock me Running from the cold up in New England I was listening to some fiddle in this old time string band My baby plays the guitar, I pick the banjo now Oh the north country winters keep a getting me low Lost my money playing poker so I had to up and leave But I ain't going back to living that old life no more So rock me mama like a wagon wheel Rock me mama any way you feel Hey hey mama rock me Rock me mama like the wind and the rain Rock me mama like a southbound train Hey hey mama rock me Walking to the south out of Roanoke I caught a trucker outta Philly had a nice long smoke He's a headed west from the Cumberland Gap to Johnson City, Tennessee Now I gotta get a move on praying for the sun I hear my baby calling my name and I know that 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 Hey hey mama rock me Rock me mama like the wind and the rain Rock me mama like a southbound train Hey hey mama rock me
Writer(s): Bob Dylan, Ketch Secor Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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