Wagon Wheel Testo

Testo Wagon Wheel

Heading down south the land of the pines.
I'm thumbing my way into 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 a ride,
So I can see my baby tonight.

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 winter keep a getting me,
Now I lost my money playing poker so I had to up and leave.
But I ain't turning back to living that old life no more.


Walkin' in the south out of Roanoke,
I caught a trucker out of Philly had a nice long tote.
But he's a heading west from the Cumalin gap,
Johnson city Tennessee.
Oh I gotta get a move on fit for the sun,
I hear my baby calling my name and I know she's the only one.
And If I died right now at least I will die free.

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