Lyrics
Heading down south to the land of the pines
I'm coming my way into North Caroline
I'm staring up the road and pray to God I see headlights
I made it down the coast in 17 hours
Picking me a bouquet of dogwood flowers
And I'm a-hoping through Raleigh, I'ma see my baby tonight
So, rock me mama like a wagon wheel
Rock me mama any way you feel
Hey, mama rock me
Rock me mama like the wind and the rain
Rock me mama like a southbound train
Hey, mama 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
I ain't turning back to live in that old life no more
So, rock me mama like a wagon wheel
Rock me mama any way you feel
Hey, mama rock me
Rock me mama like the wind and the rain
Rock me mama like a southbound train
Hey, mama rock me
Walking to the south out of Roanoke
I caught a trucker out in Philly, had a nice long tow
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 mama like a wagon wheel
Rock me mama any way you feel
Hey, mama rock me
Rock me mama like the wind and the rain
Rock me mama like a southbound train
Hey, mama rock me
So, rock me mama like a wagon wheel
Rock me mama any way you feel
Hey, mama rock me
Rock me mama like the wind and the rain
Rock me mama like a southbound train
Hey, mama rock me