Heading Down South To The Land Of The Pines
I'm Thumbing My Way Into North Carolina
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

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
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 Die 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
Oh, Rock Me Momma Like The Wind And The Rain
Rock Me Momma Like A South Bound Train
Hey, Hey Momma Rock Me

Oh, So Rock Me Momma Like A Wagon Wheel
Rock Me Momma Any Way You Feel
I Wanna Feel
Hey, Hey Momma Rock Me
Momma Rock Me, Momma Rock Me
Rock Me Momma Like The Wind And The Rain
Rock Me Momma Like A South Bound Train
I Wanna Rock Like A South Bound Train
Hey Momma Rock Me
Rock Me