I'm headin' down south to the land of the pines
Thumbin' my way into North Caroline
I'm starin' up the road and pray to God I see headlights
I made it down the coast in 17 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-ay-ay, mama rock me
Well, rock me mama like the wind and the rain
Rock me mama like a southbound train
Hey-ay-ay, mama rock me
Mama rock me, yeah
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Runnin' 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, uh
Whoa, the North country winters keep gettin' me down
Lost my money playin' poker, so I had to leave town
But I ain't turnin' back to livin' that old life no more, oh
So, rock me mama like a wagon wheel
Rock me mama any way you feel
Hey-ay-ay, mama rock me
Well, rock me mama like the wind and the rain
Rock me mama like a southbound train
Hey-ay-ay, mama rock me
Mama rock me, yeah