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
Ooh north country
winters keep a-getting
me down lost my money
playing poker so I had
to leave town
But I ain't a-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
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
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, hey
momma rock me
Ooh 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
Rock m........e