Heading down south to the land of the pines. I'm thumbing my way in the North Caroline. Staring up the road 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. [Chorus:] 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, And I lost my money playing poker so I had to up and leave. But I ain't turning back and living that old life no more. [Chorus] 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 to the Cumberland gap, From Johnson City, Tennessee. Now 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. [Chorus] Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com