out south to the land of the pines
Starin' down the road not afraid of God
I made it down the coast in 17 hours
And I'm hopin' for Raleigh
I can see my baby tonight
So rock me, mama, like a wagon wheel
Rock me, mama, any way you feel
like the wind and the rain
Rock me, mama, like a southbound train
Coming from the north up in New England
I was born to be a fiddler
in an old time string band
My baby plays the guitar, I pick the banjo
And I'm no country winner,
so keep forgetting me now
Lost my money playing poker,
But I ain't a -turning back
to living that old life no more
So rock me, mama, like a wagon wheel
Rock me, mama, any way you feel
like the wind and the rain
Rock me, mama, like a southbound train
Coming from the cold, I had a rowan elk
I caught a trucker out of Philly had a nice
In Johnson City, Tennyson
I gotta get a move on, babe, for the sun
I hear my baby callin' my name
And I know that she's the only one
And if I die in Raleigh, best I will die free
So rock me, mama, like a wagon wheel
Rock me, mama, any way you feel
like the wind and the rain
Rock me, mama, like a southbound train