Wagon Wheel

Headed down south to the land of the pines

I'm thumbin' my way into

North Caroline

Starin' up the road

And pray to

God I see headlights

I made it down the coast in seventeen hours

Pickin' 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 anyway you feel

Hey mama rock me

Rock me mama like the wind and the rain

Rock me mama like a south-bound train

Hey mama rock me

Runnin' 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, the North country winters keep a gettin' me now

Lost my money playin' poker so

I had to up and leave

But I ain't a turnin' back

To livin' that old life no more

So rock me mama like the wind and the rain

Rock me mama anyway you feel

Hey mama rock me

Rock me mama anyway you feel

Rock me mama like a wagon wheel

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 headed west from the

Cumberland

Gap To Johnson

City, Tennessee

And I gotta get a move on fit for the sun

I hear my baby callin' my name

And I know that she's the only one

And if I die in

Raleigh At least

I will die free

Rock me mama like a wagon wheel

Rock me mama anyway you feel

Hey mama rock me