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, 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 town 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
Walking to the south out of Roanoke I caught a trucker out of Philly Had a nice long token
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, 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