Wagon Wheel

Heading down south to the land of the pines.
I’m thumbing my way out of North Caroline.
Staring up the road, pray to God I see headlights.
Oh, I made it down the coast in seventeen hours,
Picking me a bouquet of dogwood flowers
And I’m hopin’ for Raleigh,
I can see my baby tonight.
[Chorus:]
Oh 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 the north country winters keep 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.
[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.

Walkin' to the south out of Roanoke,
I caught a trucker out of Philly had a nice long toke.
But he’s heading west from Cumberland gap to
Johnson City, Tennessee.
Now I gotta get a move on fit for the sun,
I hear my baby calling my name and I know that I’m the only one.
And If I die in Raleigh at least I will die free.
[Chorus]
Oh 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.

[Chorus]
Oh 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.
Hey momma rock me……………..