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 seventeen hours

Picking me a bouquet of dogwood flowers

And I'm a hopin' 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 a guitar, I pick a banjo now


Oh, north country winters keep a getting me

Now I lost my money playing poker so I had to up and leave

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


Rock me mama like the wind and the rain

Rock me mama like a southbound train

Hey mama rock me


Walkin' to the south out of Roanoke

I caught a trucker out of Philly, had a nice long toke

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 died 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