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GHeading down south toward the Dland of the pines I'm Emthumbin' my way into CNorth Caroline GStarin' up the road, and Dpray to God I see Cheadlights.
GI made it to the coast in Dseventeen hours I'm Empickin a bouquet of Cdogwood flowers And I'm a-Ghopin' for Raleigh, so I can Dsee my baby toCnight.
GSo rock me momma like a Dwagon wheel EmRock me momma any Cway you feel GHeDy momma Crock me
GRock me momma like the Dwind and the rain EmRock me momma like a Csouth-bound train GHeDy momma Crock me
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G(SaDme CChord pattern throughout) Runnin' 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 North Country winters tryin' to get me now I lost my money playin' poker so I had to leave town And I ain't ever turnin' back, to living that old life no more
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 Headin' down South out of Roanoke I met a trucker out of Philly, had a nice long toke But he's a-headin' west towards the Cumberland Gap From Johnson City, Tennessee Well I better get a move-on before the sun I hear my baby callin' my name and I know she's the only one And if I die in Raleigh, at least I will die free 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