Heading downside, to the land of the pine
Thumbing my way into North Caroline
Staring up the road and pray that I see headlights
Made my way down the coast in seventy eight hours
Picking me a bouquet of dogwood flowers
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 a-wind and a-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 all times spring band
My baby plays a guitar
I pick a banjo you now
Oh the North country winters
You getting me down
Lost my money playing poker so I had to leave town
But I ain't turning back
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 rain
Rock me mama like a South bound train
Hey, mama rock me
Walking to the south out of Roanoke
Caught a trucker out old Philly, had a nice long talk
But he's heading West from the Cumberland gap
To Johnson city, Tennessee
I gotta get a move, before the sun
I hear my baby calling my name and I know 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 rain
Rock me mama like a South bound train
Hey, mama rock me
Oh 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 (Hey mama, rock me, rock me)