Wagon Wheel

Heading down south to the land of the pines I'm coming my way into North Caroline I'm staring up the road and pray to God I see headlights I made it down the coast in 17 hours Picking me a bouquet of dogwood flowers And I'm a-hoping through Raleigh, I'ma see my baby tonight So, rock me mama like a wagon wheel Rock me mama any way you feel Hey, mama rock me Rock me mama like the wind and the rain Rock me mama like a southbound train Hey, mama rock me Running from the cold up in New England I was born to be a fiddler in an old-time string band My baby plays a guitar, I pick a banjo now Oh, north country winters keep a-getting me down Lost my money playing poker, so I had to leave town I ain't turning back to live in that old life no more So, rock me mama like a wagon wheel Rock me mama any way you feel Hey, mama rock me Rock me mama like the wind and the rain Rock me mama like a southbound train Hey, mama rock me Walking to the south out of Roanoke I caught a trucker out in Philly, had a nice long tow But he's a-heading west from the Cumberland Gap To Johnson City, Tennessee And I gotta get a move on before 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, mama rock me Rock me mama like the wind and the rain Rock me mama like a southbound train Hey, mama rock me So, rock me mama like a wagon wheel Rock me mama any way you feel Hey, mama rock me Rock me mama like the wind and the rain Rock me mama like a southbound train Hey, mama rock me