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