Wagon Wheel

Heading down south to the land of the pines I'm thumbing my way into North Caroline 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 for Raleigh, I can 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 the 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 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 Hey, mama, rock me Yeah, 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 of Philly, had a nice long toke But he's a-headed west from the Cumberland gap To Johnson City, Tennessee And I got to 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 Oh, rock me, mama, like the wind and the rain Rock me, mama, like a southbound train Hey, hey, mama, rock me, oh So rock me, mama, like a wagon wheel Rock me, mama, any way you feel (oh, I wanna feel) Hey, hey, mama, rock me Mama, rock me, mama, rock me Rock me, mama, like the wind and the rain (oh) Rock me, mama, like a southbound train Hey, yeah-yeah, mama, rock me You can rock me, rock me