Wagon Wheel

(albüm: Wellerman - The Album - 2022)

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-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 the wind and the rain
Rock me mama like a southbound train
Hey... mama 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 the banjo now
Oh, north country winters keep a-getting me down
Lost my money playing poker
So I had to leave town
I ain't turning back
To 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 the rain
Rock me mama like a southbound train
Hey... mama rock me

Walking 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
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 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 southbound train
Hey... mama rock me

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 the rain
Rock me mama like a southbound train
Hey... mama rock me