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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 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 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
Letra de Wagon Wheel
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 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 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