Old Crow Medicine Show
Wagonwheel


Headed down south to the land of the pine,
comin my way out of North Carolina,
starin at the road and pray to God I see head lights.

I made down the coast in seventeen hours,
pickin me a boquet of dogwood flowers,
and Im hopin for Riley I can see my baby tonight.

Chorus:
So rock me mamma like a wagon wheel,
rock me mamma any way you feel.
Hey, mamma rock me.
Rock me mamma like the wind and the rain,
rock me mamma like a southbound train,
hey, mamma rock me.

Runnin from the cold up in New England,
I was born to be a fiddler in an old time string band,
my baby plays the guitar, I pick a banjo now.
Oh the north country winters keep a gettin me,
I lost my money playin poker, so I had to up and leave, but I aint turnin back to livin that old life, no more.

Chorus:
So rock me mamma like a wagon wheel,
rock me mamma anyway you feel.
Hey, mamma rock me.
Rock me mamma like the wind and the rain,
rock me mamma like a southbound train,
hey, mamma rock me.

Walkin to the south out of Roanoke I caught a trucker out of Philly had a nice long toke.
He's headed west from the Cumberland Gap, to Johnson City, Tennessee.
Well I gotta get a move on before the sun, I hear my baby calling my name and I know that shes the only one and if I die at Riley, atleast I will die free.

Chorus:
So rock me mamma like a wagon wheel,
rock me mamma anyway you feel.
Hey, mamma rock me.
Rock me mamma like the wind and the rain,
rock me mamma like a southbound train.
Hey, mamma rock me.