And I'm south through the land of the pinesComing my way into North CarolinaStaring up the road and I pray to GodI see headlightsI made it down the coast in 17 hoursPicking me up a bouquet of dogwood flowersI'm hoping for Allie I can see my baby tonightSo rock me mama like a wagon wheelRock me mama any way you feelHey, hey, mama rock meRock me mama like a wagon wheelRock me mama any way you feelRock me mama like the wind and the rainRock me mama like a southbound trainHey, hey, mama rock meRunning from the coldI've been doingWhen I'm out in the coldAnd I was born to be a fiddlerAn old time string bandMy baby plays the guitarI pick a banjo nowOh, those North Country winnersKeep on getting me nowLost my money playing pokerSo I had to up the leadBut I ain't a turning backTo living that whole lifeNo moreSo rock me mama like a wagon wheelRock me mama any way you feelHey, hey, mama rock meHey, hey, mama rock meRock me mama like the wind and the rainRock me mama like a southbound trainHey, hey, mama rock meRock me amama like the wind and the rainRock me amama like a southbound trainHey mama rock meWalking to the south, out of RoanokeI caught a trucker out of Philly, had a nice long talkBut he's a head and knees from the current land gapTo Johnson City, TennesseeOh, I gotta get a move on before the sunHear my baby call my name and she says that I'm her only oneIf I die in Raleigh, at least I will die free, yeahSo rock me, mama, like a wagon wheelRock me, mama, any way you feelHey, hey, mama, rock meRock me, mama, like the wind and the rainRock me, mama, like a southbound trainHey, hey, mama, rock meHey, hey, mama, rock meHey, hey, mama, rock meRock me, mama, rock me