Wagon Wheel

Wagon Wheel -Lily Kershaw

Heading down south to the land of the pines

I'm thumbing my way into north carolina

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 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

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

But I ain't turning back to living that old life

No more

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

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

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 momma like a wagon wheel

Rock me momma any way you feel

Hey

Momma rock me

Oh rock me momma like the wind and the rain

Rock me momma like a south bound train

Hey hey momma rock me