Wagon Wheel" Lyrics:
Headed down south to the land of the pines
And I'm thumbin' my way into North Caroline
Starin' up the road
Pray to God I see headlights
I made it down the coast in seventeen hours
Pickin' me a bouquet of dogwood flowers
And I'm a-hopin' for Raleigh
I can 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 south-bound train
Hey, mama rock me
Runnin' from the cold up in New England
I was born to be a fiddler in an old-time string band
My baby plays the guitar
I pick a banjo now
Oh, the North country winters keep a-gettin' me now
Lost my money playin' poker so I had to up and leave
But I ain't a-turnin' back
To livin' 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 south-bound train
Hey, mama 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-headed west from the Cumberland Gap
To Johnson City, Tennessee
And I got to get a move on before the sun
I hear my baby callin' 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 south-bound train
Hey, mama rock me Subscribe to Nettwerk's YouTube channel:
Wagon Wheel" Lyrics:Headed down south to the land of the pinesAnd I'm thumbin' my way into North CarolineStarin' up the roadPray to God I see headlightsI made it down the coast in seventeen hoursPickin' me a bouquet of dogwood flowersAnd I'm a-hopin' for RaleighI can see my baby tonightSo rock me, mama, like a wagon wheelRock me, mama, any way you feelHey, mama rock meRock me, mama, like the wind and the rainRock me, mama, like a south-bound trainHey, mama rock meRunnin' from the cold up in New EnglandI was born to be a fiddler in an old-time string bandMy baby plays the guitarI pick a banjo nowOh, the North country winters keep a-gettin' me nowLost my money playin' poker so I had to up and leaveBut I ain't a-turnin' backTo livin' that old life no moreSo rock me, mama, like a wagon wheelRock me, mama, any way you feelHey, mama rock meRock me, mama, like the wind and the rainRock me, mama, like a south-bound trainHey, mama rock meWalkin' to the south out of RoanokeI caught a trucker out of PhillyHad a nice long tokeBut he's a-headed west from the Cumberland GapTo Johnson City, TennesseeAnd I got to get a move on before the sunI hear my baby callin' my nameAnd I know that she's the only oneAnd if I die in RaleighAt least I will die freeSo rock me, mama, like a wagon wheelRock me, mama, any way you feelHey, mama rock meRock me, mama, like the wind and the rainRock me, mama, like a south-bound trainHey, mama rock me Subscribe to Nettwerk's YouTube channel:
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