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