Wagon Wheel - Darius Rucker

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-hoping 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

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 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

Walking 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

And I got to 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

Oh rock me mama like the wind and the rain

Rock me mama like a south bound train

Hey hey mama rock me

So rock me mama like a wagon wheel

Rock me mama any way you feel

Hey hey mama rock me

Mama rock me

Mama rock me

Rock me mama like the wind and the rain

Rock me mama like a south bound train

Hey hey mama rock me

You can rock me

Rock me