Wagon Wheel - Brian Pounds
Heading down south to the land of the pines
I'm thumbing my way into North Carolina
Staring up the road and pray God to 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
I gotta get a move on before the sun
I hear my calling baby 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 momma like a wagon wheel
Rock me momma any way you feel
Hey momma rock me
Hey momma rock me