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G D Em C
G D C
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
G D Em C
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