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 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 town
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

Walking to the south out of Roanoke
I caught a trucker out of Philly
Had a nice long token

But he's a heading west from the Cumberland Gap
To Johnson city, Tennessee
And 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 died 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
Rock me, momma, like the wind and the rain
Rock me, momma, like a south bound train
Hey, momma, rock me