Headed Down South To The Land Of The Pines
And I′m Thumbin' My Way Into North Caroline
Starin′ Up The RoadPray To God I See Headlights

I Made It Down The Coast In Seventeen Hours
Pickin' Me A Bouquet Of Dogwood Flowers
And I'm A Hopin′ For Raleigh
I Can See My Baby Tonight

So Rock Me Mama Like A Wagon Wheel
Rock Me Mama Anyway You Feel
Hey Mama Rock Me
Rock Me Mama Like The Wind And The Rain
Rock Me Mama Like A South-bound Train
Hey Mama Rock Me

Runnin′ From The Cold Up In New England
I Was Born To Be A Fiddler In An Old-time Stringband
My Baby Plays The Guitar
I Pick A Banjo Now

Oh, The North Country Winters Keep A Gettin' Me Now
Lost My Money Playin′ Poker So I Had To Up And Leave
But I Ain't A Turnin′ Back
To Livin' That Old Life No More

So Rock Me Mama Like A Wagon Wheel
Rock Me Mama Anyway You Feel
Hey Mama Rock Me
Rock Me Mama Like The Wind And The Rain
Rock Me Mama Like A South-bound Train
Hey Mama 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 Headed West From The Cumberland Gap
To Johnson City, Tennessee

And I Gotta Get A Move On Before The Sun
I Hear My Baby Callin' 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 Mama Like A Wagon Wheel
Rock Me Mama Anyway You Feel
Hey Mama Rock Me
Rock Me Mama Like The Wind And The Rain
Rock Me Mama Like A South-bound Train
Hey Mama Rock Me