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 to night

Chorus
   So rock me momma like a wagon wheel
   Rock me momma any way you feel
   Hey, momma rock me
   Rock me momma like the wind and the rain
   Rock me momma like a south bound train
   Hey, momma rock me

Instrumental

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

Repeat Chorus

Instrumental

Walkin’ to the south out of Roanoke
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 die in Raleigh at least I will die free

Repeat Chorus