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

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

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

Oh so rock me momma

Like a wagon wheel

Rock me momma any

Way you feel

Hey hey momma rock

Me momma rock me

Rock me momma like

The wind and the rain

Rock me momma like

A south bound train

Hey hey momma rock me

Hey