Wagon Wheel

Wagon Wheel -Lily Kershaw
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
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
Oh north country winters keep a getting me down
Lost my money playing poker so I had to leave
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