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
Now I lost my money playing poker so I had to up and leave
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

Walkin' 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 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